now. new. there. here.

i've been places.  i've been here and there...the road has said ok.  go ahead.  tread on me.  roll over me.  say hello.  say good-bye.  we've traveled there together, the road and i.  we have met the sky together.  we have met the mud and dirt together as well.  the road has taken me here.  where am i.  my times and thoughts have spanned the universe, looking for meaning and pattern.  looking for where i fit.  looking where the stream meets the horizon.  meeting people as i go meeting ideas as they pass.  dying all the time.  living all the time.  feeling everything and feeling nothing.   sparks flying from my eyes.  sparks flying and burning.  warming frozen fields and warming insides of cold things.  the branches.  the grasses.  images have been burned in my mind.  no cold can move them.  the memories are there but have been covered in dust yet still perceptable to me.  i don't want to lose them because they are lessons learned or mistakes or not mistakes and i don't want to lose them even if they aren't the best things ever.  i need to feel the earth.  under my feet.  and in my head and in my mouth and lungs.  it is here where i belong.  it is here where i begin to understand myself.  it is here that things can begin to change.  change....