Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Cravings...

Scott Beseler
This morning I woke to cravings
To hear the wind whisper decisions

I asked for pen and paper
But left my journal behind

I woke to you-
Imagined things I want to do--

Tarot spoke of battles and death
So I sat and listened to my breath

Bob Dylan rooted my heart
Another day, another start

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