somewhere, smiling :)

where the wildflowers
grow no more,
new friendships begin
to soar.

new faces,
from places,
always,
foreign, and
gracious.

moments of genius,
playfulness squeezes,
we come together as one,
with the ball at our feet,
universal as the sun

creative,
inspired,
admired,
we continue,
my turn to be goalie,
a forward view holy

the ball,
rolling slowly,
picking up speed,
to the river it rolls,
a river,
his heart knows.

the sounds of ripples,
turtle shaped rocks,
walking in harmony,
a natural interlock

following a girl,
creative and smiling,
guided by,
what they’re admiring.

a face he knows,
from another time,
a face that’s new,
yet admiring
Mine.

supernatural music
paves the way,
not knowing,
if it’s here to stay.

a weekend that feels like a home,
a home that feels like a weekend

⚽️ 🌻 ✨
– Kyoto, Japan