We don’t always know what we
want, and when we do, we don’t always get it, but that should not stop us even
just window shopping for inspiration…like millions before us throughout history anxiously seeking inspiration or perhaps just a comfort zone of sorts, sufficient at least to see us through another cloudy day.
“Clouds
come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add
colour to my sunset sky.” - Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds
STREETWISE or C-L-O-U-D-S, MIND GAMES
Now and then life grabs us
by the scruff of the neck
and tosses us into The Street
where we lie on our backs
look a passing cloud in the
eye,
demanding answers it
It soon becomes very clear
the cloud doesn’t care
what on earth we're doing there,
(nor it seems do passers-by)
so we have to face the
possibility
it could well be our fault
Our flaws stand up poorly
to close examination,
lying on our backs in The Street;
time to get real, get up,
walk on, trust centuries of
hope
to treat blisters on our feet
Wearily, treading the world
in anxious footprints left
by ghosts fired by desperation
to track the kinder side
of reality, live in love and
peace,
secure a comfort zone
Last spotted throwing caution
to the winds, putting can
before can't and will before won't,
giving winds of change
a fighting chance to do their best
on the street where I live
Copyright R. N. Taber 2013
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