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Sunday, April 3, 2011

A poem about living....

Life

Thrown into life from darkness to light
The sustaining cord is cut with precision
Waterless environment unforgiving
Merciless necessity forces first breath
New born lungs filled with hope
I breathe
New mother filled with expectations
The eternal dance begins with invisible partners
The dance as yet to be perceived
No path carved in stone immutable
The waltz yet chosen
I dance
Choices unknown hover in the mist of what is to be
Every choice a turn in the road, a change in direction
Every decision final with endless possibilities
Expectations grow with years and disappointments
Childhood dreams dissolve in everyday rain
I survive
Dreams of tomorrow nourished with innocence
Moonlight makes shadows of expectations
Expectations realized in the light of day
Experience made of owned mistakes
You own what is given
I grow
Listen with unbiased ears that hold no prejudice
Speak with patient voice that knows the past
Act without knowledge of divine intervention
Pray to the empty heavens
Wait for an answer patiently
I question
Every saint is dead or dying
People still stand in the way of living
The path is clogged with those that question
Questions never answered
Heavenly deniability
I die