I don't know where to go from here
I don't know where the road will lead
Or even if there is a road
Or only a dead end
Barb wire and cross posts
Saying here but no farther
I should be afraid
But I'm too tired
Too lost to care
When you get to the place
Where you have to get out and walk
Even breadcrumbs would help
But if the birds ate them all
Then what?
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5 comments:
Super Like!
Reminds me of Thomas Merton's prayer from "Thoughts in Solitude".
Thanks Dave.
And dave, thanks for reminding me of Merton's prayer. I'd read that before; but forgotten it.
Must have been a subconscious memory bumping around in my head when I wrote this bit.
Sometimes the unknowns in life can seem kind of scary. The flip side of that, I guess, is the excitement of experiencing something new.
My nature is to prefer things to be a little on the predictable side, but I don't always get what I want. Oh well! Side B makes me take a look at possibilities I might not otherwise have thought of.
Take care, Russ.
Thanks Gary. Life is always a surprise, that's for sure.
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