Feet,
Wherever thou goest today,
Whether it's near
Or far away,

This I'll say
For this I know,
Whither thou goest
I will go,

This I beseech thee
This I pray,
Whither thou goest
Don't leave me astray.

I'm snoozing my best in the morning
Along about sun up,
When I hear someone a-callin'
Wake up, it's time to get up,
I lay there stretching and yawning
So nice to stay in bed,
I see the Sun is shining
Over the back woodshed,
Crawling from under the covers
Cheeks so nice and cool,
When the Sun gets over the chickenhouse
It's time to go to school,
Then sometimes
After I am up out of bed,
The moon comes over
The same woodshed,
If I'm still
And quiet as a mouse,
I'm asleep before it reaches
The old tinhouse.

August 2, 1963

Paths really fascinate me
Guess they always will,
Whether in a clover field
Or up a grassy hill,

Is it curiosity
Or will I ever know?
Why I am filled with wonder
As to where and how far they grow?


September 3 1955

Last night I prayed
Softly, peacefully, and still,
No strain, no grief, no disbelief,
No doubting of His will,

Last night I prayed
Softly for His strength,
Since I am weak.

Then with peace-of-mind
Worries and stress left behind
I quietly fell asleep.

The tighter you hold, the further it goes.
You’re deep in love, deep in ****.
But what’s holding your heart?
Your mind, your soul, your spirit.
No not a boy, not even a man.
No not a story, not even a chapter.
No not a letter, not even a word.
No it’s nothing, not a single thing?
At least not a thing to grasp,
By this vast, passing world,
Of vain ambitions and strife.
It was a moment, that made things seem right.
Can’t be caught through a lens
Or penned by ink
Or spoken through a voice, as you would think.
It’s a moment and you let it pass by.

What happens when your mind had fooled you, that you, you are in love?
First, you’re driven with purpose and passion and faith, in what you believe in, in the unknown, even on the great.
Two takes you further than you thought you have ever gone. Maybe, just maybe, the impossible can be won.
Three, leaves you hanging but still gives you a taste of sweet honey.
Four, gets you thinking hey maybe cake isn’t best? Maybe it wont sustain? Maybe it wasn’t meant to be?
Five brings new found knowledge of, but it is the best! it has to be.. it does sustain! it had so far. And it’s meant to be! isn’t it?
Six is a downer. Reality hits and you wish you’ve never loved. You wish all you ever had was anything but it.
But even after centuries, life doesn’t seem to work that way now does it?
Human nature never changes, it’s behaviour floats around and in a blend of shadowed minds and blinded hearts tosses the dice of six sides, only to end up back in square one.