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The road before you is perilous What lies beyond the fog is dangerous Legends of creatures ever so treacherous Shall you choose to be cautious or adventurous? Nothing can truly prepare you for this journey You pray that the gods may show you mercy Your hands shake as your heart fills with worry Shall you be triumphant or return on a gurney? Something just moved in the trees, You hope that it was only the breeze Yet your u...

I know what it means to stand alone,to be of the faceless and unknown,one of the unwanted and unloved,the condemned and shunned To stand on the precipice of your own demise,with nothing to hold but your own hopeful lies,a disease or your ruin or your own mental maul,whatever it is that promises your fall In a world that can be cold and cruel,you lie between the hammer and anvil,at the mercy of the oncoming blow,a slave to...

Why, Oh Why

A personal reflection on recent events.

In recent months I have been to four funerals,All of them close friends I have known for many years,People I respected, and in some cases loved;People who had all led rich and fulfilling lives,All loved by family, successful in business,And who had all served their local communities,Enriching others through voluntary service,Often going the extra mile for no rewardOther than the satisfaction of grateful smiles.Every day w...

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Choice is Yours

Life is all about choices.

"Laura, Lauraa, Where are you, my child?" mom was yelling at her."Yes mom, I am here," Laura's voice was heard from a long distance. She was running down her way to respond to her mom.The little girl was full of mud all over. She had a good time with two little brothers. Laura's mom was partial to the brothers and not her."Slap!...What have you done? I told you not to play in the mud. Din't I?" mom again yelled.A minute l...

I choose for you, you're still the oneThe true love of my lifeI want, I wish with all my heartThat we can end this strife I will regret that fateful nightAs long as I shall liveAnd hope, with everything in meYou're able to forgive That you'll once more accept my heartAnd know my love is trueThat you'll believe me when I sayThe one I choose is you There'll never be an other oneAs long as you are hereIt's you alone and no-o...

How Can I Choose?

Is making a choice ever easy?

Is it possible to cope simultaneously with the torment of choosing whether I will to stay and accept less than I desire, or the agony of wanting to walk away because I know you'll never be able to give me what I want? Something that means everything to me. Torn between the exhilaration of a very deep love, or despair born of knowing I walked away from what little I had. Can the heartbreak and grief of a futile want be mea...

The Perfect Wave

Waves are like our lives...in so many ways.

Laying on my board feeling the water move beneath me, my arms stretched out moving gently across the rippling surface with my chin on the board watching the reflections dance on the surface of the almost perfect glass surface. Perfection...yes, now, but just a few minutes ago I was paddling hard, getting knocked around and fighting to get to this spot. Was it worth it? Lets think.... I prep to get my board ready, park my...

From Morning Songs: Reading the News

Sitting in my isolated cabin in the woods reading news from around the world on the internet

Yesterday, I read about a bomb that killed a family in Afghanistan twelve hours ago-- four children, their parents and another man, a friend, perhaps, or a grand-parent who, just before their house exploded, was eating soup, talking, maybe laughing. In the photograph neighbors standing in the rubble raise their fists, a woman holds her weeping face. In Darfur I read about the raping of the women in a village by invading s...

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Paths

Some take us where we desire to be

Some are short Some are long Some turn left Some turn right Some lead up a hillSome lead down Some appear bright Some appear dark Some lead straight throughSome lead to dead ends Some must be back trackedSome must be re-traveled Some take us where we desire to beSome take us places earlier been Some guide through a mazeSome guide round in circles Some lead to another junctionSome lead to only confusion Some meant not to b...