Sometimes I can see how it will all pan out
how everything connects to the present and past
The simplest things mean so much to me
I wish I could show people my wonder
I can see two fates
A duo of destinies dueling in future time
My actions may take me to darkness black
or lead me on into the gentle light
The easy path is right here, with nothing but pleasure
Short term and shallow with no substance,
Or long term and cultured, self educated, enriched
I am slow at learning which way is right, just ask the judge
My fates duel, like spinning tops circling
In my head at least
spinning around in a beautiful dance
Of the mind, the earth, the soul, the fire
possibilities meld in a powerful soup
Deep down below and high up above
I know in life the choices I must make
Temporarily slipping, repetitively
The terrain is wet, muddy from the rain
But dig those fingernails into that grassy bank
You can do it. Come on.
Pull yourself up.
