The journey

Higher is better. Nothing is promised when you aim low.

A creek so clear

It’s almost see thru

Thirst, the taste of dust

I forget what I came thru

The desert was a spell

Its sky a millions watts

The reasons not known

I, burning, without a hat

Hope alone weighed a ton

A burden not be undone

This weight, I egged on

Slow march, in to the dawn

The scenes changed slowly

Something new, a river valley

Moist, cool, green shine

I’m Here, its pretty, alpine!

I'm back!

I'm back, I'm back, ya ya ya!

Gone are those days when the keyboard was alive with the words that I wanted to type :(
The creativity has been sucked out, the keys are lifeless, burdened with too many RFPs and SOPs and TDDs and such obscure laundry...

Well I shall regain the control (or so I think!)

I will POST and with ease, and with eagerness ( i will not commit to the frequency right now!)

The wordsmith in me will create masterpieces again!

Watch this place!