Picture courtesy of tinybuddha.com Overnight everything changed
Overnight he reached his range
Overnight everything came to be
Overnight he was finally free
He fought for years for change
But his mind wouldn’t engage
All he wanted was a chance
So his life could advance
Then one day his patience won
Beating the frustration’s gun
Loaded was it, ready to fire
Down his aspirations, his desire
From the fires did he rise
A phoenix that did fly
Up and away to new heights
A new life given flight
All this happened overnight
His dreams were reached overnight
He came to be himself overnight
Finally flying high overnight
*First Published on: November 21st 2011 at 10:01 and re-edited on 3rd April 2015
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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