Thursday, August 3, 2017

Dare Risk, Travel to the Moom

It seemed that I dared
To climb the stairs toward heaven
Effort over a millennium, or was it timeless?
A spiritual goal pursued in this endless universe
No pure maidens in the reception line
Just me, newly arrived, still in motion
Without direction, decisiveness, where to advance?
Torn between space, life and the ticking clock

While the ultimate brain conjured, matriculated, digested
Gasped, overwhelmed, in hypnotic fashion
Is it my arrival or my escape, or the inevitability of the day?

Some have purpose, desires and goals
Some follow their love instinct, or destiny
Some must lead and conquer
I myself motivate the everyman
Every grain in my body  still demands freedom, choice
Every right I have to climb the staircase to freedom
But even if you dare upward to heaven
One must ask for forgiveness
As you leave loved ones behind

Leave your tools, though you still possess a keen intellect
Almost stripped down, a passenger, daring
With destiny around the corner, belief still questioned!

So up and up, isolated from all I had but my brains
A voyager, I risk life – wondering for what?
For posterity – they don’t care. Eternal honor
Soon to forget and superseded
So a risk-taker, plunked down my wealth
Accepted, aged, hope to bring sanity
To experimenter’s, ego drive, vanity and famous
Or just join a historic event coming for the advent of a new ride
Safety and terminal cancellation as Iast into the rocket
Now to please the leader, all a risk. Take off.
Observe the rocket into the hemisphere –good takeoff.
I am now helpless on the rocket airship to the Moon

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Call If Life

Frivolous and foolish with fervor we worry
What do we wish for today? What to buy next?
How to handle a touchy situation?
Dire news event take personally, confuse our brain
Yet enjoy our usual shower, breakfast TV show

There is a schism, a divide
For we are complicated, creatures
Habit, tradition, personal value system
Almost unshakeable, real, within our ID
Chew our way, doggedly move on

So we work, we love, we cry,
Ever so quickly spinning hopes into fairy tales
Yet must live with our own boundaries
After years learn to try live within ourselves.
Even dare love ourselves as we love others

Yet all is the here, the now, the personal
The family, our immediate surroundings
So ponderous, rich, loving and some hostile
As we do sustain, do survive, laugh, smile
Celebrate the fleeing birthdays and call it life