To my Dear Friend_________,
a lonely soul that cannot admit it has been beaten....
who rejects every overture of love because it would mean to choose vulnerability
which you think is unbecoming.
on the surface a show of intelligence and superiority,
but beneath it all an angry child who thinks it has been cheated.
every relationship is only on your terms or not at all.
too afraid and self centered to realize that life and love is about a choice.
Love comes to those who choose not to control it and are not afraid of loosing.
you are intelligent but emotional detached;
unfortunately an observer of life and critic but not in it to live it.
Friday, December 30, 2011
the lone bird
as i drive down the road I look up and see a lone bird flying,
alone high in the blue clear sky.
where are its friends? what is its destination and destiny?
its wings flap in the wind and it glides back and forth,
crossing above me from side to side.
one moment on this side of the road, a moment later on the other side.
as the road turns, I look away for a moment and back again, and you are not there.
i wonder and worry where have you gone.
yet I look up again, searching and there you are once more.
what is you goal and who you are, most likely i will never know.
and most certain you know not that i have been watching you fly.
yet even as my car drives on, but for these few moments in time
you have inspired me to look up and to think of going beyond.
though i am now in the safety of my home, in my mind you are still flying in the sky
gliding high in the wind, a message to me to remember and keep.
alone high in the blue clear sky.
where are its friends? what is its destination and destiny?
its wings flap in the wind and it glides back and forth,
crossing above me from side to side.
one moment on this side of the road, a moment later on the other side.
as the road turns, I look away for a moment and back again, and you are not there.
i wonder and worry where have you gone.
yet I look up again, searching and there you are once more.
what is you goal and who you are, most likely i will never know.
and most certain you know not that i have been watching you fly.
yet even as my car drives on, but for these few moments in time
you have inspired me to look up and to think of going beyond.
though i am now in the safety of my home, in my mind you are still flying in the sky
gliding high in the wind, a message to me to remember and keep.
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