Hazy Acres

No matter how many times 

These places you feel 

All the way 

Thin lines we ride

We walk them 

Hopefully

Patiently 

Decoupling the patterns 

All at once 

Shifting and debating 

The wonder

When we wandered 

In an imagination 

Life as a dream

Shot down

Inevitably 

Falling into a system

Falling 

Yet somehow 

You see the fruit 

Other trees

Magic lenses 

Words flowing in the wind 

No sound 

As it remains 

Exemplified

As you ponder 

Great feelings 

Staples in a fabric 

Fabric on a post 

Dirt roads and lullabies 

How often I’ve said it 

How often will I say it again 

Overlapping hearts 

Meshed 

Caught like a spell 

An ocean as deep 

Some say