Wishing laissez faire...

Dear...
Went again far...
A traveler...
Am i not?
But you know me...
(As Truth knows truth...
As Time knows time...
As Love knows love...
As Hope knows hope...
As Faith knows faith...
Is it not?)

Anyway...
i am neither Bourne...
Nor Edward...
(my fav is a bard...
You know that God...
Do you not?)
Yes...
Yes...
i got several favs...
From Asimov
To that pianist...
And then that scientist...
And that violinist...
And that painter...
(Amadore kind...old one, with occhio della mente...
i mean...)
And that Harley rider...
(i consider him more as friend than God though...Harley rider that
With a helmet
With Apollo stud...
And long golden locks...
Flowing in the wind...
Remember?)

What to do?
Tell me...
A wanderer...
Who loves traveling...
Meets people always...
On the road...
People as good as gods
Little children of Him
Or Her...

Well...
Coming back...
(a drifter? am i not that?)
Fell in love with this place...
This sea side
Where people from all over the world
Come...
To just take rest...
Peaceful rest
(Non interfered...
By any agencies,
Laissez faire...
You see...)

Yet getting everything
Out of life...
Like watching pigeons hopping on roofs
With red red tiles...
Like watching the seagulls having a flight,
Like a screen saver morn full of light,
Like riding down the stony alleys...
Smelling so much of a flowery valley,
A
Lassiez faire...
Is it not?

Wish...
i could tag you along...
This small way of walking a real distance long...
This tiny way of getting into the big Life...
Wish just could bring you with me...

And then...
We could have just sat...
On that wooden bench placed right
With a lot of crafted thought
Facing the blue of both
The ocean...
And
The sky...

Getting merged...
Both the blue...

And

From that location
One could also see...
The town moving, sleeping and also waking...
life happy just like a boat on tranquil water floating...

Wish...
You could be here...
Ah...
A life
Lassiez faire...