September 20, 2007 - Thursday

A riddle of sorts about a beautiful woman

always willing~rarely able, without your help of course

why do we hear that faint, still, yet so very present voice say

"maybe it would be a better idea not to drive the car in its condition"

and continue to pray,"God, please dont let my car breakdown"

how many times do we look her in the face, dead in the eye

eyes that have seen in all, a face beautifully aged with experience

a life full of knowledge, understanding, common sense, and intelligence

and proceed to say with our minds eye,"I'll do it my way-I know what Im doing"

We dont - She does 

She holds knowledge by the hand and common sense walks the beach by her side

Itelligence rests its head on her shoulder and understanding protects her

You dont walk in her shoes, you run in yours.  Then you fall.

All the while She said,"Ill protect you, just listen to me - slow down!"

The day we stop progressing we start digressing.

She will help you with the former and keep you from the latter

But you must greet her every morning with a smile and the will of a heart

And respect her, then and only then will she guide you.

introverted progression in the key of blue

I sit here in self inflicted pain

you think you might now why or about what but you dont

it hurts

and discipline disappears into this evening.

6am will come fast on my eyelids

allowing me to grit teeth at ignorancy self centered

I say "it makes me a better person"

but its still annoying knowing there is no sense in the reason.

I will let all the cares flow beneath sways and brushes

on the outsides of every 5th Ave position

From continent to continent I dream

waiting patiently for you to join this solo routine.