two words collide  

strangely a record on the sidewalk
shattered and I wish it wasn’t
an old-timey country singer
“I Saw the Light”
memories and though I’m not that old
I recall songs from my childhood and just knowing
I would like to circle around today, sing it
play it on instruments and then eat
guitars, piano, drums
a novelty, sure
yet everything that matters
     interesting that while walking
searching as always for the next
        thought, reason, adventure
it was on the path
reminding me to look, listen, and keep moving