Some Words on the Page
thank you might be the word
gratitude for this or that gesture or word
understanding that in the overal scheme,
the words on the page mean nothing;
that in the end the question might be
"why did you run away from love?"
or "why were you not who you wanted to be"
or "why was fear the decision maker?"
or better yet, "why did you let others and your own other
manage your heart and soul?"
I know, easier to write that to execute.
Sometimes we lose out in our own race against ourselves,
momentarily, anyway,
Ultimately we hold the steering wheel ...
ah, but there is the body and it's wants, weaknesses and desires.
And that is not a judgement, it simply is what it is ...
And we can build a castle in the air or on the ground
and make that our home, as always, the choice is ours--
and we do know that castles int he air will fall ...
the sooner the better, one hopes.
But as I was saying, it is gratitude that I want to feed at this moment.
I don't know why inconsistency has let the way --
fear, I'm sure, and disappointment mostly too--
with one and with the other ...
and not knowing what to want thus wanting it it all--that is the other.
But honesty is always the place from which we need to start--
first with ourselves, of course
and that leads to it with others--
unfortunately timing will always exact a toll.
So I will go now, with immense gratitude to the words that were said--
I will assume those are the right words.
Sometimes the beginning starts at the end,
illogical as it might seem, but a necessity at times
when fear has kept the box sealed.
Thank you for the words not on the page.