Poetic Self-Discovery

Everything follows after you find yourself.

just morning beginning

I’m busy trying to find myself

understanding keeps disappearing

maybe I’m lost in the sea and white surf

or in the lonely mountains under a big blue sky

perhaps all I need is a little help with this confusion

finding good times, clearing thoughts, spiritual cleaning

she holds my heart in her hand, and my poor heart is breaking

Sponsored by:Β  http://www.amazon.com/shops/salinevalleyenterprises

10% discount on everything if you quote code C7SYDV6B

~

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pictures taken with a lumix

click on the camera

Advertisements

10 responses

  1. Who says we have to be found? Reality is more of an illusion than any sabctuary that we may reside in temporarily.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. You may well be right, but I don’t completely agree.

      Like

  2. Excellent. Pink Floyd and English, how can you go wrong? Writing as a way out is my thing, too.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I manage to go wrong often enough ❀ ❀ πŸ˜‰

      Like

  3. Just trust the process and never stop believing. Hugs πŸ’™

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Every day things are getting better and better. ❀ ❀ πŸ˜‰

      Liked by 1 person

      1. That is great to hear and it warms my heart. Stay strong and know you are not alone. πŸ˜‰πŸ’™

        Liked by 1 person

  4. ❀ ❀ ❀ breathe, breathe in the air….don't be afraid to care…..sorry, not an original thought but one that still resonates all these years later ❀

    Liked by 1 person

    1. That’s cool, and new to me. Thanks for a kind thought. ❀ ❀ ❀ πŸ˜‰

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Pink Floyd from a song on Dark side of the moon…..so English…figured you’d know itπŸ˜ŠπŸ’œ

        Liked by 1 person

%d bloggers like this: