Oct 122014
 

A quiet, mysterious Southern pre-dawn rain
The streets nearly empty as I drive to Walgreenfalls down,s
The soft hiss of tires on the wet pavement

U-2 on my CD…
“Love is a temple, love’s a higher law”

I am slowing everything down right now
putting everything in its proper place

There is a pain in my gut
must talk to the doc about it

There is a pain in my heart
a relationship on the brink

but for better or worse,
that is the question?

That is the eternal question

A quiet, mysterious pre-dawn Southern rain
falls down, bathing the Blue Ridge in mist

How long will my life last?
No one can say for sure

How long does the spirit inside last?
No one can say for sure

How long will acrimony, indeed pure hate
last in the USA and in the wider world?
No one can say for sure

Is this the only universe?
No one can say for sure

What do dreams actually mean
I wonder about that,

No one can say for sure

I dreamed I was singing on a bus
and everyone thought I was crazy
and maybe I was, or maybe…

I was just being me

No one can dictate
just who I should be

No one knows better than me…

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