I looked into the sky.
To find a soul’s shape.
Then, I looked into myself.
Letting everything go bare.
Each a kind of truth.
But never the complete
sound, pattern or answer .
This is the way, for me.
Releasing all the answers
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 