When I left Utah twenty years ago I was 20 years old and so wired that if you'd touched me I would have flown into a million pieces. Things are very, very much better now, not perfect, nobody gets that I guess.
Therapy would be nice, but not available in Japanland and money and time would surely be problematic. So...Why not therapy through a blog?
Here is no. 2 in the series of things I wrote long, long ago.
This one is called:
Parted by Darkness
I saw the moon rise
over the mountains
Light washed down whitened peaks,
bathing the trees,
illuminating distant, misty ridges.
I breathed deep the frosty midnight air and
searched across the darkness, wondering,
longing to know,
if you, too,
had seen this moon rising
over the mountains
I should follow up with a note or explanation, but may add more later. There are several more with the same theme.
: )
