Lead me to you
So many more
Led us astray
For every branch
A thousand leaves
For every fork
A thousand more
Just keep the faith
And carry on
I’ll find the way
Back to your heart
For every branch
A thousand leaves
For every fork
A thousand more
Just keep the faith
And carry on
I’ll find the way
Back to your heart
Call it a canyon
Or call it a rut
A pretty enough rut, you say
Perhaps… but still a rut
So I scamper out
Leaving a trail
Of dusty memory
Seeking the open vista above
The expanse of the big sky
A land of possibility
Some mad portal
Always seems to appear
And I find my way
My failures seem always
To be failures of perseverance
When I turn away from the path
Like me
Like orange
Not range
Not fringe
Not forage
Nor porridge
Though all tinker with
The tongue and the ear
The elusive rhyme
The elusive me
Events
Connections
Love, loss
Attainment, failure
Lessons, places, people
Glories and gaffes and grace
Everything that ever happened
To get me here
Where I’m standing
In this moment now
On the path
To who I’ll be
Though much I seem
To go astray
Just trust the flow
To lead the way
So long as I
Keep steady craft
Row with the main
And level stay
I’ll reach the calm
Upon this raft
I’m confronted with it
So big
So far to go
So little time
How will I explore it all
How will I get there
A step
At a
Time
I don’t know
Just how far
That will take me
Whether
It will be
To the end
So best
To not
Stand still
And then it ends
So I arrive
At places
Unexpected
Sometimes pretty
Sometimes dour
Sometimes ugly
Sometimes flowered