In the woods I see a pair of wolves

Stopped in the trail ahead staring at me

Only for a second, they’re gone

Gray and beautiful, large and powerful

Through the under brush, and out

On the other side of the dried creek bed

 

I watch as they walk away,

Looking back at me

My heart beats again

Only a second in time,

But watching those

Magnificent beasts

I felt eternal

 

© 2005 wayf

 

 

Perhaps some day, and very soon

I’ll be the last man to touch the moon

And see the spectacle of the Earth’s beautiful blue

 

Or maybe I have taken to dream

And my mind only concocted this crazy scheme

To attempt to arouse a look of suspicion from all of you

 

Why couldn’t I yet reach the stars?

They do not seem so terribly far,

And besides what difference is there between me and the few

 

That have already placed their feet

On the ground around heaven’s seat

I should think that I would like to view that hue

Before the game is complete

And God decides to start all anew

I’d love to see the Earth’s beautiful blue

 

© 2005 wayf

A voice called in the dark end of the hallway that separated my world from the reality of someone else’s whose name I had never spoken before but whose life ran on, sort of like this sentence, into a stream of unknown coincidences that lay in wait for them across the deep puddles of time space and the continuum of the mystery of what it was all about anyway and who cared as long as we could find the end of this sentence soon before the whole thing just burned itself up in a flame of over abundant vociferousness.

 

And then we saw the end of it, but I still didn’t know who it was that was calling to me and I felt myself slipping into another run-on that was really just a continuation of the previous run-on and was there any need for punctuation when your life and all the lives you come into contact with were nothing but a series of run on thoughts and fragments of ideas all jumbled together into a soup that didn’t make sense anyway.

 

Then my brain started hurting from trying to go back and read all those run-on sentences that didn’t really say anything at all even though I was trying to get to the bottom of something but couldn’t figure that out because if you want to get to the bottom of something you have to start from the top and I didn’t know where that top was so did that mean that I would never ever find the bottom since I didn’t know where the top was or should I try to find the bottom of the thing first so then I could work my way to the top and oh how none of this made any sense and I just wished that I could shut up for just a minute and let someone talk in proper sentence structure for a change.

This is my wish for all of you this week and throughout the new year:

May you have your loved ones near
To celebrate this time of year
May joy and peace follow you
And all your friends and loved ones, too

May you know inside your heart
The love that these days should impart
May you keep peace close to your side
And let good tidings be your guide


wayf
2005

I did not come into this world

I sprang out of it

I can not remember how

 

But something in the core of me

Says it is so

Or else there’d be no now

 

Someone said “Change your mind”

And if you really

Want to know

 

A different outlook

Is what you need

We are not born, we grow

 

 

wayf

2005