Send me in a new direction, by my own To where “footsteps” tells me, I belong With dirt under my nails & drenched hair I’m unable to inhale, locked somewhere The dreams are all in foreign language As the compass spins around aimlessly Hopefully for the way back, the bandage To follow the storms, the […]
via Bottled Note — Ricardo Sexton
After I posted my newest blog post I noticed this new poem from Ricardo Sexton and it seemed to fall in line with what I wrote about and I wanted to share it with you.
BTW I just started new business under the name NEW DIRECTION which is in the beginning of his poem. Coincidental? I doubt believe in coincidences. Everything happens for a reason. That is the law of cause and effect.