There is a winding road
And it reminds me of us
When we made the turn and realize we had been traveling just a little too fast
We slam on our breaks, frightened by our own mistakes
We move slowly now, hearts beating fast
We got ourselves in this mess, there's no turn around in sight.
Guess that's just life.

An angel spoke in a dream
offering advice
for a more spiritual life
Settle the mind
settle the soul
I said it was hard
not easily done
meditate more
Then I replied,
I'll pencil that in
between looking for work
n' the sh&te; that I'm in
She whispered,
Relax, relax
I'm right here!
You really have nothing to fear
then I woke,
with angel feathers laying near.

Bismarck Bessie was her name
n’ she could shoot as well
as Calamity Jane
She could out run those bad boys
(like Jesse James)
riding her horse backwards
n’ put ‘em to shame
Now, Bismarck Bessie was on her game
Ahead of her time that’s for sure
cause she was all about women's rights
Oh, she raised some hell
and, liked to spit n’ fight
n’ speak her mind
Hell, on any night!
She had a flame in her soul
and, furious eyes
that could light up a room
when she spotted lies
She was brave, and bright
n’ true to herself
never believe’n in some White Knight
Oh, sure there was Bill n’ Bobby
and, Robbie Joe…
one things for sure
this I know…
Bismarck Bessie was true to her soul.

his face were flushed in red
while holding my hand saying,
"before you go inside,
can I kiss you?"
as his lips touches my fingertips
I calmly answered to him;
"yes, but I have another request,
kiss me when we meet again too"

May your intense hunger for adventure always triumph over your crippling fear of failure.

*djm