Ride

Just words.

                                           Ride

Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life.

Once wild beast can die and forget.

Life is open doors, free days and vibrant life.

My beautiful damsel. I hear your words.

Life is more than what we believe.

We fall into places where we become entangled in the foolish things.

I see you. I hear you.

Coyote is remembering.

He was free one.

Once he had little and he had all he needed.

Now he is weighted down with poundage of useless dreams and goals.

The Gypsy spirit is rising and

the wild and sweet Damsel whispering.

Run with the wind and dance with the sea. Find true face and save yourself.

Ride. 

No schedule, no destination and find the places where we are truly alive.

Thank you kind friend. I'm listening.

Kind and wonderful Damsel.

I hope you can find your place of joy and happiness.

Old wise man once wrote.

Sometime we are suppose to be where we are. We were brought here to be the elders for  our children and a safe haven for the people we love.

The long ride is sweet, maybe love can take us where we belong.

                          Johnnie/Coyote

                                  

 

Author's Note

Just words.

Reviews

[lightsong]

"My beautiful damsel. I hear your words.
Life is more than what we believe."

How very profound Your words are, very true... life is always something new, always growing, limitless, it's larger than our eyes, our minds can take us into the endless wondrous journey, then the comfort Your words bring here, knowing we are all born into purpose,

"Sometime we are suppose to be where we are. We were brought here to be the elders for our children and a safe haven for the people we love"

I always find great wisdom through Your words, amazing thoughts and ideas, thank You for sharing it with all of us.

[Coyote Poetry]

I appreciate the comment my friend. Life is fair. We land where we support to land.

[Ardra]

Maybe love can take us where we belong....wow...that's such a profound thought....wish it does takes us to the place we belong or we can call home..

Beautiful and soulful as usual John... :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Galadriel. All we have is love in the end.

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Love is where your heart is - the ride is the journey it takes to get where it belongs- each stop along the way contributes to the destination but the heart controls the outcome🌹

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes you are right dear Kelly and thank you for reading and the comment.

[.]

This made me think of "Easy Rider", Coyote......

The idea of freedom from the tight constraints of day to day living; that is something we all should aspire towards. For in such moments that is when we truly do live life to its maximum. We throw off the shackles of our scheduled lives and become one with the world in its purest form. And that ride into freedom can take us on any path. To the true place we belong.

An excellent piece of writing.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must hold tightly to freedom. It can be stole from us. Thank you Doodley for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[.]

I agree. Always welcome.

[sette]

The long ride is sweet, maybe love can take us where we belong. in maslow's hierarchy of needs it is on the 3rd level the need to love and be loved is where we experience that we truly belong.

[Coyote Poetry]

We must love someone like they are our life and only need. We must teach our children love so one day. They can take care of us. Thank you my friend for reading and the comment.

[sette]

you are very much welcome

[AYVID N]

In this poem, your words have such a surreal feeling to them.

"No schedule, no destination and find the places where we are truly alive."

Nothing is critical. Nothing is of consequence unless it matters to us, makes us feel alive. That is true wisdom.

"The Gypsy spirit is rising and
the wild and sweet Damsel whispering."

Utterly beautiful. As it is to dance and run with wind and waves.

Breathtaking poetry on what is life.
Thank you, sir.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Divya. I appreciate the comment. Freedom can be easily forgotten.

[Govind singh]

As usual Ur poems always amazes me..no schedule no destination and find the place where you truly alive....loved it

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Govind. Travel and test life when you are young.

[Govind singh]

I'll surely sir...thnk u