Oct. 15th, 2007

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 
this road leads us to no secret places
the map shows clear just where we have to go
we do not move with haste beneath the glow
nor are our feet ready for the races
at times we will be led to shadowed spaces
and learn things that are never good to know
others will pass us since feet move too slow
but will miss the less important graces
the lethargy that serves to hold you back
may in the end allow you to see more
than those who rush right on to their far goal
you have good reason to see all the track
to note with pleasure each welcoming door
and reach your destination sane and whole

destiny

Oct. 15th, 2007 11:09 am
fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 
a moment in the sun and we are lost
beyond the hope of any swift return
life smiles but every kindness has a cost

no cheque we write can easily be crossed
we end up spending more than we can earn
a moment in the sun and we are lost

like cattle we too swiftly can be bossed
and show our simple hunger at each turn
life smiles but every kindness has a cost

we see our chances in those we accost
we are too careful any odds to spurn
a moment in the sun and we are lost

into the living stream we each are tossed
there's so much that we swiftly have to learn
life smiles but every kindness has a cost

we have to withstand both the heat and frost
to overcome the different sorts of burn
a moment in the sun and we are lost
life smiles but every kindness has a cost


fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 
so close the sea at the same time so far
the beach is foolishness so we are told
we carry distant vision like a scar

we try so hard but can never reach par
our efforts are pathetic you will scold
so close the sea at the same time so far

a stolen hour with a superb cigar
the world seems large and i must now be bold
we carry distant vision like a scar

the honey flows from out the broken jar
the day was hot but now my skin turns cold
so close the sea at the same time so far

to open just one window of the car
and clearer moments might just then unfold
we carry distant vision like a scar

that distant house seems just another star
we know the way and followed it of old
so close the sea at the same time so far
we carry distant vision like a scar

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 
there are no shadows but we need to hide
from the long dragon in the western sky
we fear the searing glance of his bright eye
and his insouciant ominous glide
we do not dare his flames now to deride
all of our courage turns into a lie
while the winds carry our despairing cry
he is upon us in his towering pride
no swarm of heroes comes up from the sea
to save us in the depth of all our fear
we are alone and have to face our fate
there is no use to even try to flee
nor to attempt what giants would not dare
the moment that we see him is too late

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