Life is complicated... sometimes there is no way to know what way is the right way and what is the wrong way to proceed... sometimes truly life-changing decisions are made in the moment based on timing and instinct - that is why, sometimes, getting away from almost everything and almost everyone, somewhere different, is exactly what we all need. Even machines sometimes need a "time out" to reset... even animals sometimes need to go for a walk not knowing where they are going, nor what they are going to find... even people who like to "Live in the Fast Lane" would confess that sometimes even they have to get some rest... even people who love being surrounded by technology and fully-integrated into what is going on in culture and society like it when they can turn everything off and make the most of the most precious thing in the universe: time. Every journey is influenced by what you do, where you go, and, most importantly, who you choose to travel with... some people we only walk in parallel with for a short time before our paths diverge once again and there is an unmistakable and inevitable drift... whether it is annual family gatherings and reunions, or a last-minute thought to do something you have never done before, we all are better for any and every experience that we can share with those who we cannot wait to be around and who we miss more than anything when they have to leave. Sometimes you can't beat packing a bag, getting in a vehicle with someone who might know well - but who you might not get the opportunity to spend as much time with as you would like - tuning the radio to a station that always plays songs that always seem to be able to read your mind and tap into the rhythm of your heart, and talk about the most random of things like only those who enjoy spending time with one another can, and head off towards the sunrise or into the sunset on an unforgettable road trip.
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A Poem A Day #565: The Man at the Window
A Poem A Day #564: The Environment of Nature
A Poem A Day #563: Expect the Unexpected
A Poem A Day #562: My Muses
A Poem A Day #561: Self-reflection
A Poem A Day #560: Transitional
My Poem “Within Me, Without You”
This is the first Father's Day that my Dad has not been with me and when I have not been with my Dad... this is the first Father's Day that I will be unable to hold my Dad's hand and give him a well-deserved hug... this is the first Father's Day that I won't get to look into my Dad’s blue eyes and see shining from them a light of enduring love... this is the first Father's Day that I will be unable to see my Dad's smile and celebrate how amazing a father he has always been - and that makes me extremely sad. Every day, more than anything, I wish that my Dad was still with us... this Father's Day, I feel gratitude as well as pain - because I know how lucky I was that my Dad was my Dad, but he has passed on to the world beyond and because he is no longer where he always was - by my side - there are times when I look around at the world and I feel deeply lost. My father will always be a force of nature to me - someone who all my life has influenced my thoughts and actions, and who will never stop inspiring me... my Dad continues to speak to me through my dreams, through his teachings, through what he gifted me, through the numerous talismans that he left behind that will forever tie him to me... this Father's Day, I feel as if I am walking in the dark - but with an ever-glowing light that all my life has tied me to what has always been constant and true... this Father's Day, as well as every day, I feel, more than words could ever say, that I can hear the voice of my Dad within me, guiding me; and to my Dad, on Father's Day, I want to say that I love you, I miss you, and that life will never again be the same without you.
Mark The Poet 