Forever

Picture: Alvan Nee @ Unsplash [via Sadje]

Forever

Look here, now
two-legged friends of ours
We will teach you a thing or two
about unconditional love
On all the good days,
through the tough ones for sure
we’re joined in friendship
with respect and mutual care
Come hell or high water
a package deal we are
No one and nothing
will separate us
– ever.


** Written for What do you see #318, hosted by Sadje **




Food For Thought

Daily writing prompt
What does freedom mean to you?

If I recall correctly, I tried answering this question a time or fifteen. My response will remain the same: to live like a gypsy. I romanticize the idea of not being tied down to one specific place. I’d rather be free to leave anytime I want, to wherever my heart is happy at that point in time. With a sweet dog by my side, a few essential possessions as well as a truck, I’d be quite happily on my way, to follow the tip of my nose. That is my idea of freedom…
Since my return to Germany, I find myself comparing the life I live now with the twenty years in America. And as frustrated, or disappointed, as I am to admit this, the conclusion I reach is always the same. Here in Germany I feel like a caged animal. How good it is, that you can’t ask me to explain myself because I’m quite sure, that any attempt would end up being an epic fail. I can only share, how I feel. It’s a restlesness within, a desire to get away. Why? I don’t know. Strangely enough, in the US I didn’t feel that way at all. That is my self-imposed guilt trip…
I should count my blessings and be damn thankful for all of the positives in my life. Everything my mom does, to make sure that I’m okay, as well as the financial assistance I get from the German government. My life is so good, compared to the lives of millions of other people around the globe. I should really stop my whining, don’t you think? I mean, I have so many liberties every single day, that other people dream about, or pray for every night. But it’s never enough, is it?
You may be certain, that I am not happy with my response to this question. But, without some in-depth-thinking, I can’t give a better answer today. Sorry.

Full Speed Mornings

Daily writing prompt
When do you feel most productive?

I can best concentrate and am most productive early in the morning. As the day progresses, it takes increasingly more conscious effort to motivate myself and remain focused on the tasks at hand.

Invitation Accepted [WDYS #282]

Photo Credit: Rob Mulally @ Unsplash

Well, someone followed nature’s call
For a leisurely walk amongst lush greenery
And to accept the invitaion for a little rest
By an aged tree, standing proud and tall
Its trunk is split, begging to be explored
Some branches, expansive and rather low
Seemingly seek a connection
With the grass covered earth below
Feel free to climb, if you can
And have a sleep, precious moments
For dreaming a little dream
With the feeling of renewal
Upon waking to warm rays of sun
Recharged and ready for the fast pace
Life demands of us these days

Written for What Do You See #282