Being Concerned

Lights and sounds both taking me into the brilliance of rhythms as they are coded and taken quietly and silently into positive attitudes of many poems. Being written in the solace of my mind and intellect, granting promises that were made in years gone by, now being fulfilled in an aging maturity. Having gone past youth and all the wonder that used to blatantly roam through life, now letting the wind sweep it away while holding on to a sunshiny wisp of morning. Waiting for the next moment, concerned with the beauty and tolerance of this world filled with humanity that loosely roams about around the world. Never existing in reality, for figments of imagination are much too intense and powerful to overpower in this life, ex- pecting the most from everyone, always being disappointed as human nature defeats even the most positive soul on this earth today.