I wasn't searching anymore
when the light finally touched me-
soft, unhurried,
like it already knew my name.

No grand revelation,
no thunder in the sky-
just the quiet certainty
that I wasn't lost after all.

Sometimes being found
is simply this:
a moment that stays
a breath that steadies,
a truth that rises
right where you stand.

Yep, and even though we age,
we are still the young of heart.
My heart no longer fills with rage,
that I cannot do my part.

For I've a store of memories,
built to last the winter long.
So I'll swill a swig, a good little pig,
and fill my throat with song.

I will herald the son of Summer,
drink his heady wine,
eat sunshine in the dawn,
smell flowers on the vine.

My days are filled with joy, not money
I do not want for much;
mayhap, a little honey?
You know, you need some touch.

With stereos rocking, blasting
they chased each other's lights.
Singing Clapton and Stevie Ray,
they roared on through the night.

Whining, bended notes,
stuck in your ears and brain,
hopped up by sweet guitars,
they drove, playing in the rain.

The black and rusty, little racecar,
flew by them all alone.
A cowboy couple waving, smiling,
she took pictures with her phone.

Sat on the sill was a beautiful thing,
Shadowed and whistling the tune of a grief,
Greater than other than her will e'er sing;
Out of the feelings it told of was chief,
Restless regret, and the pain it did bring.

Listening, I stood by, gathering thought;
Lovely, serene and remorseful it seemed.
O! And such joy would it have to me brought—
Knowing exactly why fate had then deemed
That thence, a voice lost in song would be wrought.

A face appears at the break of day
in silver glass and shades of gray-
a stranger shaped a bit like me,
with eyes that ask who I might be.

He tilts his head when I tilt mine,
a perfect echo kept in line,
yet something in his steady gaze
feels older than a waking haze.

Is he the me I hope to show
or one I've hidden from long ago?
A dreamer, a fighter, a quiet soul-
The one who's trying to just stay whole.

Reboot Time
Retirement brings changes
Life is less active but more thoughtful
More time is taken up with family and friends
Hobbies become your daily interest
Marriage is now full time
Rebooted