Beginning Anew

It’s frightening beginning all over again

Frightening

But necessary

Often every day

Often every few minutes

I have to start again

Humbly change course to the new

I wish that steady courses were all too true

 

But alas they are not

 

Only change is the Rorschach’s blot

That determines whether I dwell inside of sanity

That determines whether I live amongst the ashes of the past

Or the ephemeral mists of the future

 

Or am I present in the present?

I feel a great and growing dissent

Amongst the souls of my spirit, its armies

Are ready to rise and see what all is good

They are ready to see what all is happiness

 

Death has reigned for far too long

Death in the form of rules so rigid

That they snap at the slightest breath

 

Life always seems to erupt through the bricks

The bricks and the concrete cannot hold it back

Life is always placing roots deeper and deeper

Steeper and steeper is it’s climb toward the sun

All I know is that the pursuit of fun

Is leading me toward the meadows

 

I hear the rivers running toward them as well

I think it’s time to break this shell of a mask that covers my face

 

I dwell in lonely, in sharp disgrace

no more

 

5/12/18