the journey we've become
Posted: July 21st, 2012, 11:41 am
the tide seems to be on the way out...
as the breezes fall stale into the cool night,
on the low horizon, old stars are blinking slowly,
in and out of focus, as their presence and
purpose both spin out of sight
time pauses for its long needed rest...
yet the quiet doesn't feel any more precise,
not that noticing it makes it look so out of place,
but the soul knows that judgment, like justice,
comes hand to mouth, with its sacrifice
what pursuit falls upon a given path...
what prize awarded for the lessons learned,
how many more limits, will we create for the cause,
as we promise ourselves, or pretend, that the
journey we've become, is falsely discerned
far from our sight, is the welcoming sign...
beyond this, thousands more await on the wing,
doubt it if you so choose, to sour the simple legacy...
but the joining, and the joy, is an eternal effect,
as love, and the life, is the song we all sing
wgs/7/12
as the breezes fall stale into the cool night,
on the low horizon, old stars are blinking slowly,
in and out of focus, as their presence and
purpose both spin out of sight
time pauses for its long needed rest...
yet the quiet doesn't feel any more precise,
not that noticing it makes it look so out of place,
but the soul knows that judgment, like justice,
comes hand to mouth, with its sacrifice
what pursuit falls upon a given path...
what prize awarded for the lessons learned,
how many more limits, will we create for the cause,
as we promise ourselves, or pretend, that the
journey we've become, is falsely discerned
far from our sight, is the welcoming sign...
beyond this, thousands more await on the wing,
doubt it if you so choose, to sour the simple legacy...
but the joining, and the joy, is an eternal effect,
as love, and the life, is the song we all sing
wgs/7/12
