- Oct 8, 2001
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Chaotic Thoughts
Observe thundering waves
crash upon a rocky shore,
Hear the winds howl, tossing foam,
pushing brown sands to frozen waves.
Huddle against a smooth-worn rock
and feel the trembling of the Earth
with your tired, aching body.
Should I end my life now,
you ponder within:
leave this darkened place?
What use am I to this world that does not hear
words I pour from my broken heart?
Should I end my life-long dream
of planting seeds of wisdom
using the written word to touch
hearts open to receive
a million answers to their one question?
Should I give up the struggle now;
quench the fire that burns in my soul?
I look up to see a white gull
skimming the towering waves,
up and down, sailing the currents,
peacefully, gracefully, playfully
as one with the wild winds, unafraid!
Why couldn't I playfully navigate
for another day at least, just one more day
the chaotic madness of man's system
and live to write just one more line?
Observe thundering waves
crash upon a rocky shore,
Hear the winds howl, tossing foam,
pushing brown sands to frozen waves.
Huddle against a smooth-worn rock
and feel the trembling of the Earth
with your tired, aching body.
Should I end my life now,
you ponder within:
leave this darkened place?
What use am I to this world that does not hear
words I pour from my broken heart?
Should I end my life-long dream
of planting seeds of wisdom
using the written word to touch
hearts open to receive
a million answers to their one question?
Should I give up the struggle now;
quench the fire that burns in my soul?
I look up to see a white gull
skimming the towering waves,
up and down, sailing the currents,
peacefully, gracefully, playfully
as one with the wild winds, unafraid!
Why couldn't I playfully navigate
for another day at least, just one more day
the chaotic madness of man's system
and live to write just one more line?