Sorry but I'm not lost

Sorry but I'm not lost
Merely venturing out
Between contemplations
Slowly searching about

Elements of surprise
Derailing the narrow
Not seeking a target
Just shooting the arrow

A blanket of landscape

A blanket of landscape
Or deep pocket sweater
The trees a single woods
Alphabet not letter

Without interpreter
Infusion of language
Emotional spectrum
Without any anguish

Stars bursting like bubbles

Stars bursting like bubbles
In a solar eclipse
And a well deep with love
Where I drink with old lips

Intimate with a woods
From a far and now near
It has grown before me
As I walk through the clear

Having self awareness

Having self awareness
To look deep and expose
To incubate a thought
Or thaw a feeling froze

To understand their views
Incorporate their heart
Two converging rivers
Once traveling apart

A dandelion seed

A dandelion seed
Blew up from the garden
"It is not nice enough,
I'm seeking a jardin!"

And so setting its sights
On a life much better
It freed itself before
It rooted in fetter

What if the ending could

What if the ending could
Bring us back to the start
A moebius strip or
Reincarnated heart

With the wisdom we gained
And foolishness of youth
We would wildly wander
Or be tempered by truth

No sense of ambition

No sense of ambition
Awards or podium
Or standing ovations
Packed auditorium

Success is completion
The witnesses are rocks
Not reciprocation
Or the rising of stocks

And with all these answers

And with all these answers
It beckons questions more
Seeking higher feelings
But stuck here on the floor

On tiptoes or leaping
Only low hanging fruit
So imagine treetops
Dripping with luscious loot

The silence of summer

The silence of summer
Beneath a sycamore
The shadows lace the lawn
Like the season before

A new generation
And fewer from the last
Everything new and not
Different fish, same cast