I wake to see the chrysalis transluce
And while I knew well it would not be a dream / I expected a little less grinding of gears.
Some bits and bytes of sound and light combine
The day which marks our freedom dawns anew, but just what freedom’s for is in dispute.
when I focus on myself, not others, the benefits flow to sons and mothers.
I know it lies with me to find my cure; Won’t please the masses – never perfect be.
And now, behold, the deluge comes anon; containers burst and none can stand the wash.
I’ve heard that stupid is as stupid does; so I am done with “doing” stupid now.
CONTROL is my Achilles’ heel, you see; I like to think that I can call the moon.
So Sides I Switch – “Solutioning” right now; At least until my strength begins to wane.
This Life was meant for All to find their Play
Fear not the poet’s cryptic form or rhyme.
Gazing the navel will skew what is true.
That day shall come, too soon , notfastenough;
to know thyself above all else is wise,
but wisdom wields a pain that burns like fire
a proud sight beheld, from stern to the prow.
When given option One or Two – try Three.
Perhaps it’s in the dimming gloam we’re best.
’tis as I feared, we’ve entered zone called “friends”;in search of different – more – though this is fun.while something … More
The thing most true was never true for me / until one day it dawned and ended night.