Marco Island never stops surprising with its wonders.

By the inter-section of Elkcam Circle and Sixth Avenue  a Palm Tree shares the root with a Ficus Tree.

Forever.

 

Journey to Love

Love is hard to find,
More difficult to nurture.
Begins with responsibility.
Can be beauty. Can turn ugly.
 
Love teases; plays hide and seek.
We get nervous when look for it.
Regardless, we are on the road of
Trials and errors,
Joys and sorrows.
 
We burn with fire;
Get exhausted, but keep searching.
Quantity turns to quality,
We find the one with whom to Fire Light,
To care about and keep it right.
 
Art of loving discovered before
Rises to the sky.
Yet, Love slips away.
We call it back
Around and above the Milky-way.
 
Under same roof we laugh
We cry, we argue, seeking compromise.
Agree together to continue flight.
Eyes promise no more fight.
 
Without warning,
Body loses power and speed.
We get rid ourselves of sins
We do, or don’t commit.
 
We are confused about Love
Distancing from us.
No goodbye, nor buzz.
 
We discover youthful joy ―
Watching hustles of life,
Having fun when drinking tea
And abstaining from TV.
 
Reading books together.
Reading each other’s minds.
Happiness emits kinds.
 
Our new acquaintances are
Peace and Harmony.
We missed them badly.

 

Revelation comes.

True Love

Guided us

Through all the times.

 

01.21.22