I am certain
No one knew
The fate which had been wrought
When the first arches were erected
No one knew
The fate which had been wrought
When the first arches were erected
Or was it rather
A prophecy?
Tag: Route 66
I drive through history
I drive through history
Illuminating the present
Drawing a map
Into the future
Illuminating the present
Drawing a map
Into the future
I remind myself
Do not linger in the past
I need to know where I am
And look where I am going
Everything Nice
Everything nice
Is ephemeral
Is ephemeral
The things we keep…
There are places of history
We maintain
Beyond their usefulness
Because we want to hold onto the past
We maintain
Beyond their usefulness
Because we want to hold onto the past
There are places of the past
We let go
To lie fallow and go to ground
Because we no longer need them
The Shadow I cast
Unlike the many monuments I have seen
The mountains and skyscrapers
All so grand and inspiring
The mountains and skyscrapers
All so grand and inspiring
I will be remembered
Not for the appearance I present
But for the shadow I cast
Ways of Being
Ways of life, and
Ways of being
Have come and gone
Even in my lifetime
Ways of being
Have come and gone
Even in my lifetime
And many more
Will come and go
In the lifetime
Left to me
Bypassed
I plunked myself down
On the well-travelled way
Which served me so well
For many a day
On the well-travelled way
Which served me so well
For many a day
I didn’t notice
Until almost too late
That the times were a-changing
At a very fast rate
Every wall falls
Eventually
Every wall falls
Or is breached
Or otherwise defeated
Every wall falls
Or is breached
Or otherwise defeated
Time crumbles their mortar
Context shifts their efficacy
Or a new technology
Renders them impotent
Houston, we have a problem
When I was a kid we had one of those huge station wagons with the fake wood side trim and a jump seat that faced backwards. My dad loved to drive, so every weekend we’d pile into the car, all six of us, and go for drives through the central New Jersey countryside.
Where I’m Going
When travelling
I may know the road I am on
And even where it goes
But am always surprised
Where it takes me
I may know the road I am on
And even where it goes
But am always surprised
Where it takes me
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