Determining
I shall leave now
to handshake my life forthcoming
to enter a world
of strange walls and bare floors
to gather a lesson
that forms a foundation
Who will I sit beside?
Who will I listen to?
I will sit with arms folded
and legs crossed
I will focus upon a voice
that leaps from a mind
and endure time
even loneliness to listen
And when foundations are laid
and a form springs upward
to grasp a position
I shall return
to handshake our life forthcoming.
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Still
In numbers
there is still
loneliness
and each minute
becomes a
Lasting memory
No matter
how close we are
there is
still
separation.
And no matter
how far apart
we are
I still
remember.
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Time
I've spent any number
of years
trying to get ahead.
With the usual
backward and forward
increments
of getting on with life,
time just slipped
right passed me.
Yesterday I was 28,
and my future still
was to be charted.
Today I am 51
and my future is now
mostly charted.
Tomorrow
there may no longer
be future.
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Soul
Is my soul so different from me
that I cannot know it?
Is it a stranger hidden away
or it is the essense
of what I am and am not?
What if I am different today
than yesterday
or tomorrow than today!
Which me does it reflect?
It is a mean average
of what I may amount to?
What am I that I am not
my soul today?
What is my soul that it is not
me today?
Oh then, it must be me,
only me and nothing else?
That can be good and bad.
Maybe mostly bad somedays.
But then at other times,
it may not be so bad at all?
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