A spirit guide might visit a passion
setting in stride life’s beauty is a ride.
Yet time does wait upon internal
remnants churning within my psyche.
While outside lives a life of pleasantry
agreeable acceptance and absolutes,
if only the traveling disdain subside.
Would then wishful dreams pass forward
an energy with love could line a reel.
May then we be happy with our fate.
May then lives a sigh for love too late.
©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2021