Terrain provides the challenge
but movement makes the road,
defines the path, step by step,
determines changes of direction.
Just walk, the road will follow.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
On Mortality
Everybody knows the sun
that rose so red will set.
Everybody knows green
seasons fade come winter.
Everybody knows babies
don't stay little long enough.
Everybody knows death
will soon come knocking.
Nobody knows what color
clouds will grace this sunset.
Nobody knows how many
days the green will hold.
Nobody knows what dreams
will enchant or fail this baby.
Nobody knows what doors
dark death may open.
Everybody needs to stop
and breathe the colors.
Everybody needs to store
up stories for the winter.
Everybody needs to kiss
the baby good morning.
Everybody needs to live
and love while slowly dying,
.
that rose so red will set.
Everybody knows green
seasons fade come winter.
Everybody knows babies
don't stay little long enough.
Everybody knows death
will soon come knocking.
Nobody knows what color
clouds will grace this sunset.
Nobody knows how many
days the green will hold.
Nobody knows what dreams
will enchant or fail this baby.
Nobody knows what doors
dark death may open.
Everybody needs to stop
and breathe the colors.
Everybody needs to store
up stories for the winter.
Everybody needs to kiss
the baby good morning.
Everybody needs to live
and love while slowly dying,
.
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