Always Reliable

My feet hanging out the open window,

The radio up, bass beating,

Speedometer way past 55,

My hair is wild and free.



A clean empty notebook,

My favorite pen,

The smoothness of ink painting the picture

The page filling.



The smell of a new book,

Warmth and love from an old book,

Words flooding a page,

A life far away.



Family running to give hugs,

dirtying the kitchen to cook,

The phone ringing with an old friend on the other end,

A tennis ball bouncing off a racket.



The simple beauty that is everday life,

A sense of pea ce withing a tormented body,

The knowledge that simplicity is reliable.