Please strap me in, tight, I am afraid of rollercoasters, Runaway, lost in time, Unanchored in the How, what, when, where, who, why – It is, I am, belong. I dream of better days, But the daze of dreams cannot, Without concerted effort Hope to materialize; Reality is A making space where things Become only sometimes substantial. I have staked my ideas in loamy soil – Of inked paper, but little traction My words have created, they slide As if on brittle ice or hydroplane Under driving rain, to be read But seldom, perhaps never, again. I believe in the Word, I know nothing except language, The romance of apt phrases long Ago seized me taking most, All the heart, mind, soul of me. Who am I – If not a creator, lyricist, poet, Wordsmith, writer, an interpreter Of things glimpsed, but rarely seen? I am the shade of ink spilled, A shadow in eternity, Sent to speak, who am too weak To fight, yet engage in Extraordinary battles In the war of the soul, Continuously going on. I must not eject injuriously Now, though the rollercoaster Sore abrade me, its brutality Coaches me to fight my fears Remaining a force for LOVE, Understanding, in our Destructively sybaritic world.
What is harder than diamonds, But fuels like coal? The blatant disregard We have for the dear things Held sacred within people’s souls. Often, we, unknowing As a freshly diapered babe Are only in ourselves given to see What shines, brilliantly bright, Though around us circle Unnumbered universes of light – Revealed in eyes that announce Narratives of creation, creativity, Inspiration, independently sourced. We unthinkingly rush In Abhorrent uniform to wreak Havoc with demands to conform – The mountains, oceans, sky, Beg, please have mercy on Everyone, see, hear, know All are brief and majestic, Passing flowers of eternity. We never exist alone, galaxies, Civilizations, populations Are inherently our home. No strangeness is too strange, For love survives all vexation, Bringing reflections of potentiality. Remember everything, every – One of us is striving to graduate To higher realms of becoming, Being, meaning, which cannot Block out or isolate the present.
Today will not lay down Before you, It is a gamble – Turning cards, rolling dice; There is a cost, a sacrifice… You may have paid yesterday, Or the price can come due tomorrow – But whatever it is, anything you do, The bill will be in the box demanding Your hours spent making currency Of your life, who you have become Who you will grow further to be. Smile, Yes, smile, Let go the doubt that troubles, Even as you are, others too must be, All are transcribing signals – Determining how to be happy in The constraints of our humanity. As you stand before your mirror Bless the image you see, Recognize you belong, A part of everything: Snow-melt off the mountains, Sunlight baking asphalt, Electricity coursing through the wires, Dogs barking erratically, Grass growing until mown – You are past, present, and futurity.
An owl flies over, Again, my love, screeching, “Who?” Do you have the question’s answers? Sometimes I do, others – the illusions, there Is nothing to say; I fail. Knowing myself – My soul resembles all the books In all the libraries; Without taking them, one by one, Reading every page The stories grow dusty, old, The language begins to fade – Knowledge withers; it never Unfolds. I believed when youth bloomed, By now, I would know myself; Exposed by this uncanny fowl I recognize I have not grasped Tools needed to understand life, Even less, who I am – only – Endless Queries, abysmally pointless. Every person posed similarly An interview to take some time, A chance of investing themselves with, “Who?” At present, I know why I wish, “Who?” To better myself, know the whole of me, Never forgetting how I love you.
Doubt drives, boring a hole, through The midst of dedicated lives searching For fortunate answers, viable ideas, Told in the harmony of truths, Caught fast in the discord of loss. We can open ourselves – Gift one another with reality Wash deception away with positivity Discover the best of who we are – Building value into each heart, soul. Dancing as we are joyful, Hugging when we need support, Facing our dragons together, Rising like Phoenixes from the ashes Where nearly slain, we conquered pain. No weapons fatal required, but reason, Wisdom studied, prepared, applied, Freely shared to light a path through Spaces inhabited by shades of darkness Securing the light of generosity, kindness, Love to every area, corner, portion, All quarters where precious humanity In gorgeous beauty survives on Earth.