Fork in the Road

There is a crack in the side walk


I dare not step upon….walking around with superstition

The child-like rhymes keep me in suspicion



Such a little line makes me balk

The crack I follow to discover such Force

Fissure from trees whose roots issue forth



Burled and knarred like wretched fingers

Clawing their way with such convictions

They confirm my fears of versed in suspension



The crack opens wide revealing all doubts

Issued from the depths inside

I realize my soul is now opened wide



I am here…straddling the unfathomable chasm of self

I dare not to look down for I have just begun….unbound

I move forward knowing that I am unable to turn around



No room for doubt in this moment for I am amongst wolves

And may become consumed if I waiver in the pace

Wondering if it is dice or cards I have been Delt in this race



Tip toeing on dust and grit to grip

Dancing upon the precipice like the fool

Yet thrilled by the unknown…breaking all the rules



I continue to shift my step and gait

This road…though rocky… has its subtle charm

I…in my right mind would find cause for alarm



One eye on the future with an eye in the moment

Yet…the unknown beckons me for to go along for the ride

For the depths of my soul have a silence inside



There is a fork in the road



I have stretched beyond balance

But I am no longer a stranger to the path

2 + 2 = More…I can do the math



I Search for the feelings in this gamble

Walking up the down escalator…

I am my own procreator



Looking beyond…All that is known

Always looking beyond…instead of right beside

Seeking the truth of what encompasses me



A road map to know “which way is worth”

I question everything…even birth



My heart goes dim… the insistence to be…wavers

Wonder is replaced by the wanderer’s rage



As I see that I am just a part of the path and not the destination



Lingering and ripping through with tactile tongue of discordant relief



I open up to the down pour of sensation



I whispered …make me like a laughing child in the rain

The Skin Within

Let me tell you where it all begins...
Where the skin meets the skin...
And you move beyond the within...
Like the water's surface tension ...I Know
Where there is no above...no below...
It is all only Flow...

All that is

Hear within the water spray…


The chants of the sea untold.

Here in the swell and break…

Whose recant is

Of life to behold.

~ Questioning…all that is

Inside one’s self.

Wondering…if all the sea

Is inside one shell.~

A quest of the fallen crest…

To see the endless swirl.

Found…

Within the Earthen breast

The Sea…Embraces the world.

~ Questioning…all that is

Inside one’s self.

Wondering…if all that is..

Is inside one’s self.~

How far is far...

Who within their thoughts are caught...Oh...to dream...

Can it be that we are the stars a drifting and a dreaming of dreams within a dream...

Who within their hearts are caught...to feel...Oh... to feel again...

Silent drift among the void of illusions and dreams wondering and wandering...how far is far...

When we seek beyond the void of that which is known and unknown... and touch the realms within the feeling...within the dream and we are filled with wonder...as we wander...we are no longer limited by how far is far....