change in the wind

I went to my favorite childhood park today. 
It’s been, perhaps, a year since I visited it. I have many memories there. 
I stopped to watch the sunset, to carve sacred moment.
The playground has completely changed; it’s been redone entirely. 
Nothing about it was familiar. I did not enter. 
As planned I made my way to a sun-lit bench, felt the warmth of the sun, and dwelt. 

Somethings in life get totally redone.

Others get revisited. 

Truths are worth revisiting.

One thing God has spoken, two things have I heard: that you, O God, are strong, and that you, O Lord, are loving. Surely you will reward each person according to what he has done. psalm 62: 11-12

 i truly have nothing but the Lord. Only you, O Lord.     Oh! to breathe El Aire De Tu Casa!

My castle is only a mirage; it is a mere tower in a child's playground proven real by the truth of sunsets. 

plainly and without complications,