This isn’t a lecture.
We’ve had too many of those no matter how elegantly written.
Instead a suggestion if I may?
And I will.
If you elect to let it fly by invest in something, something obnoxiously opulent.
Watch the time tick by in style.
There used to be a time when I could come out here,
I could see for miles and miles,
what would I see you might wonder? The answer is simple,
Now, As I sit parked in the my car, no longer hidden from the city lights I know that I can see it all.
No more can I look to the right and wonder what might prowl on the plains.
I sit here and wonder on top of this modest hill- what will happen in just a few more days?
A few more months? Will I even sit here on the side of the road masked by the cover of darkness?
There is no place to hide.
If I want to see the stars unhindered I will have to run further the next time.
Speeding down a new abandoned highway, the journey is no longer minutes but hours.
All to see the stars,
The dream shines at night,
By day it eludes capture,
Only time will tell.
The moment of time,
The look exchanged forever,
The love felt always.
It may take only a moment of time
It could take an entire lifetime
Once it strikes; nothing else; matters
HIKE. BIKE. DRINK.
College Level Drinking, Elementary Level Writing
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
An introvert's guide to the human experience