Where I Travel and Live

I travel many roads and live in many places
Often losing my way
Always finding my home.

I travel on the surface
Sometimes diving into the depths
Until I need to breath.

I travel at my own speed
Slower is boring
Faster is scary.

I travel toward the sunrise
Sometimes it looks like the sunset
But I am wrong.

I live in uncertainty
I sometimes visit certainty
But I always return.

I live in shades of grey
I sometimes see black and white
But it is just a mirage.

I live in ambiguity
A comfortable place
Without sharp edges.

I live in hope
I sometimes visit despair
But I always return.

I live surrounded by trees
Knowing I am in the forest
Somewhere.

I am home.

All Is A Miracle

The following are lyrics, the music remains in my head

On the day I was born
The sun was a shining
The birds they were a singing
The birds they were flying

I let out a cry
As I opened my eyes
Everything was brand new
Everything a surprise

All was a miracle
The road lay ahead
Each breath was a blessing
Nothing needed to be said

I try to hold onto
That feeling I felt
On my very first day
Its inside of myself

So every morning
As I'm reborn again
As I open my eyes
And let the sun shine in

I hear the birds singing
I know they are flying
I love this life
No need for crying

All still is a miracle
There's road still ahead
Every breath's still a blessing
Nothing more needs to be said.










--
Ron Fellman