Days like today where the sun is bright and when the crisp chill from the wind awakes me, reminds me that my soul has relocated. She is no longer with me.
When I hear any Dylan song and when I'ma walkin' along mother nature, I am reminded where that soul of mine has fled. When I taste the air that promises a new season, I recognize the stain of her trace. It's days like these that grief my heart on her placement and I'ma hearing her reminder that she no longer belongs to me. She is no longer my own. She's a running, but she ain't alone.
Her whereabouts are tangled along with another, she's taken venue with a lover. He may be unaware or fully comprehendin', but it's guaranteed he has her.
Travel light I remind her, don't stress over the unweighted matters. May we let go of, may we allow our young old souls to wander together.
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