Seeing the valley of fallen towers.
I’ve committed myself to spirit.
Keep movement, live moments, never give in.
This morning, could be the first moment of the last intake.
I fear no demons outward or inward.
I remind even when all seems lost.
I have this day.
I have life.
I have I.
As I walk, I need not be reminded…
No loss of memory occurs in this valley.
It’s memory seared concrete, diamond, and steel.
Time to steal away transportation.
Better memories ahead; happier journeys on the horizon.