http://slow.writerscafe.org/Journeyed%20Soul The original writings of author Journeyed Soul en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985157 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Why do I write? I was recently asked by someone I have come to highly respect how it is I find the energy to write as I do. Keep in mind that I write in many other venues than just this one. I had to think about this perplexing consideration. This person forced me to look at myself. The why of me. I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/1142898/ Gonna sail this seaMist seeping in my eyesBreak through some wallsEscape fires in the skyMy fingers will bleedFrom breaking free the chainsBinds that have tied meTrying to pull me to my graveSeasons will need some changeNo longer winter will I beA vessel of newborn springTrying.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/1130529/ I'm a band without drums strumming onstring-less guitars, meanderingmelodiesevading my empty emotions.Lackluster in love, predictabledecisionsaiding boisterous selfishness.My pilot-less brain canceling allflights,putting tickets on hold.A monotone journey, tedious and emp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/1130335/ Mysterious illness attacking meDoctors unsure exactly how to treatAccept possibilities of what to comeExcept can't tell me what that isRavaged by unknown viciousnessPain blindsiding all of meAccept many things I have doneExcept then I knew what it wasDarkness found deep withi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/1120453/ When two travel as onethe longer the journey the more thememories,As time passesmemories lose separation becoming oneof two people,Ingraining themselvesdeeply into unioned soulsneither knowing whose is who's,When that love breaksmemoriesgo in two directions but stay connected,Saying goodby.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/794113/ Whatever happened to sending a noteSeeing someone across the wayWriting down cool words to saySometimes the words they don't workOr maybe a smile spreads it wingsOne thing is sure you hope it floatsNow we just type on our phoneSend that message With a press or a strokeIt is.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/793561/ Sometimes the roadComes to an endThere’s always a pathIn one of the bendsWe blind our eyesDon’t look aroundFear something newCan’t hear a soundStories in the windTelling new talesJourneys to be takenJust let yourself go - sail It’s all about t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/793558/ We measure life based on time. Howmany minutes since we ate, How many hours till we leave, Howmany days of vacation we have, How many months we have beensingle, How many years left to live. Is it a measurement weneed? Branding our existence with the tick of a clock? Thespace from one mom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Journeyed-Soul/793556/