From That Road...
09/23 2021
From that road as I sat and listened
At the people passing and the gaps, that which was missing.
My gaze jumped to that dark cloud in the distance
Could I handle looking straight at my own reflection
Without smoke around my two eyes
Or the woman who holds them for me?
How could I answer that question honestly
With all the people passing by me, over me;
People that I've loved unconditionally,
But who later killed me for a sip of wine;
Or friends of old burning their ears
As I dare utter my name more than twice.
I'm the only one on this road as time passes on,
Or until someone else takes my place.
So now toss me with the rest of them:
Those who look at Life and just stare,
But who see Death and embrace him as a dear friend.
For how could anyone hope to understand
Why you'd want to be your own keeper
Of life, of happiness and love?
But burning dreams carry myself back to you
It is the laboring through what must be done
Dying is nothing we haven't done before,
But life, now that is the scary part.
To receive its benevolence gently
To stay infinitely aware yet patient
As her face emerges along the water,
That vast ocean twinkling in the sun.
From that beach as I sat and listened
At the water crashing, and the gaps, what was missing:
To let myself fall further into the fire.