full forty

full forty ironically
on the same page
feeling XL for a day
sun and clear skies
same ones looked to as a child
seems impossible in this
ever moving infinite space
feeling the breeze
on the back of the neck
without a hood for tonight
sitting in the hood tonight
meditating on a full forty
a new beginning
some might say
and words I hear
as each new day approaches
closer to another thought
a full forty and beyond
stretching as far as the eyes
can view outward
and eventually inward too...