A part of me
(That part is God)
It thinks that it can find,
The part of life
Worth living for
Through vehicle of mind.
It thinks and ponders
Endlessly
The gears turn round and round,
Mulling over
Ancient texts
‘Til some Truth can be found.
But deep inside
Another part
Just wants to live a life,
Of gratitude
Of normalcy,
God, minimize my strife!
This part of me,
(The human part)
Where love and loss abide,
Works hard to see
Its feelings as
The changing of the tides.
While Godly yearns
For sweet release
Back up into the sky,
Thinking that
The vantage point
Is better way up high.
I must confess
Both parts of me
Are often full of shit,
‘Cause countless others
Just like me
Have dug the same damned pit.
Yet something tugs me
Softly back
It’s warm and bright and full,
It’s soft as silk
Yet hardy as
A sweater made of wool.
Everyone can feel it
Though through different words
Expressed,
This feeling that
Keeps causing us to
Chase the sunset west.
We know we’ll never catch it
Yet its beauty
Draws us near
Now and then
We get a glimpse
And always shed a tear.
Sweet paradox,
I’d give my life
To kiss your rosy lips.
A golden web to
Catch me or a
Misty, dark abyss?
