Monument to freedom

Many things cause me to stop and think, to pause on the conveyor belt of life and ponder the meaning of it all to me. I cherish these moments, they are the constant narrative of my life. This morning while sitting by the chill riverbank, Vaughan Williams's Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis drifting in my ears, the sky turning every colour that Turner could imagine, I fell in love all over again. In love with just how bloody lucky I am, just how bloody beautiful it all is, even the ache in my injuries letting me know I'm alive felt good.

As the breeze blew leaves across the path and sent a tingling chill down my spine I closed my eyes and let go, sent myself out into the aether, abandonment and freedom, soaring away on solar winds across the galaxy. For years my journey has been to figure it all out, find some kind of sense in it all...this journey will never end but I think I'm getting a good feeling about which direction to go in.

A lady shouting at the rowing crew brought me back to earth.....

Time to back on the conveyor belt.

A gull cried out as it passed me.....freedom.......I may not have wings but I can surely soar......