Sunshine in my glass
Simple and truthfull
Fiesty, full of sass
experienced, old, yet youthfull

Pleasing to the eye
Easing to the mind
A magnifying glass
To life, forth and hind

If savorly tasted
And properly paced
Your time shan't be wasted
And rid be your haste

That moment -
when first proclaiming your love:
taking the leap, both legs first;
Into the raving rapids.

Hoping;
that she finds faith in you,
and that she is as willing - as you.
That she leaps in with you.

Hoping,
to endure the curvy rapids.
To find each other's strength,
grasping each other, never letting go.

Hoping -
that the river shows mercy.
Bringing you both, hand in hand,
all the the way to calmer shores

Hoping;
there, at the end of the river -
to find peaceful, beautiful waters.
A happy life, together - forever

That moment, leaping.
Full of hope. But, in retrospect,
did you not already know?
If done right,

is not love

to know?

If that day one day should come,
I still shall rest assured and calm -
If old age finds me weary and alone;
My final trip here will be bring me back home.

Some gulp,
others sip.
So much lovely variety
to the lip.

Many the blend,
together wedged -
some smoothe to the tongue,
others hard edged.

As we do differ -
so doth the taste.
Without that difference,
too much waste.

Variety rules!
Husband or wife,
water or whisky -
contrast is life.

A lesson I've learned,
which helped me alot;
Fear not to love,
and constrain it not -
But learn to let go,
if that time has come -
leave lost cause behind,
It cannot be undone!

Loneliness;
When life and surrounding
becomes endlessly vast,
nearly filled to the brim
with emptiness.

Did you ever stop and wonder,
which way that trees really go?
Is it ground water they bring up,
or heavenly energy they send below?
Luckily for us, their visible roots up top,
are surely lovely to view.
And the covered branches down low
are very useful too..