not completely understanding.
I do know this,
a smile, a gracious compliment, a willingness
to step above the fray,
I know there are opportunities likes this,
to find our soul.
Is that it I wonder to myself a loud.
is all I’m doing part of the greater measure
designed to help me find that inner peace,
the road inside the forest,
the one with leaves overhanging, an occasional owl at twilight,
whereby the gravel takes us further into the mystique,
and at any point where might wish,
desire, anticipate, yearn, want with every fiber in our being,
to be swallowed whole in the mystery of the wood.
Is that integrity?
Is that running away?
Is that where this piece is going,
sitting in the shadows,
watching the sun in complete motion,
move past my windows, changing hue,
accentuating different parts of the room,
much like our words,
expressions, desire, passions,
do change the common need to find goodness,
in our heart.
Perhaps there is a solution after all.