Nov 14, 2018
The flow is undeniable The landscape but a blur, For silent stream activity Is most what I prefer; A ghost among the mighty oaks The magic in the mist The words converge like eddies With a pull you can't resist; Eroding all propensity To sync with status quo, I saunter surreptitiously While staying in the know; So search for me in leaves afoot On rocks which you alight, & when you feel the current shift The timing will be right. #bars #sweet16 #flow #fromthePanhandle #totheSmokies https://www.instagram.com/p/BqLNB3Tl-wDvwCDBzJ9sMWtSC-KihK5rhcxVB80/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9v4djmvfjbef
