Where do you fit?
Not here says the forest and the valley.
Not here says the page and the publisher.
Not here says the math and the machine.
Not here says the coach and the field.
Where do you fit?
Not here says the river and the rain.
Not here says the bench and the park.
Not here says the street and the traffic lights.
Not here says the coffee shop and the drive-through.
Where do you fit?
Here, says the silence.
Here, when you close your eyes, in quiet rooms.
This is the only place you fit.
When you are barely even here.
Here at last, we shall be free. 
wow!
peace huma
On Wed, 22 Jan 2020, 12:23 Here at last, we shall be free. iainthomas posted: “Where do you fit? Not here says the forest and the > valley. Not here says the page and the publisher. Not here says the math > and the machine. Not here says the coach and the field. Where do you fit? > Not here says the river and the rain. Not here say” >
mostly in my dream. that’s why i have a dream journal, to cherish my life that was built only for me.