TRAPDOORS IN OUR LIFE
Casually as we stroll to find a new view on that knoll, if the vision is blocked we won't see all the potholes
Was it truly the intention to reach a holy grail, is not achieving it a sign we may be frail
Many steps to take through overgrown fields with hidden paths,is about finding stepping stone not the pitfalls
Fun and frolic necessary parts of the play,often casually we develop habits covering our minds like a black veil
Freedom was much easier without the knowledge of blind spots, how the breezes easily turn into windstorms
How often have we overcome what could have been a block but when simply taken in stride we prevail
Peering out over perpetual pastures with unknown ditches and glitches ,beauty or beast to greet us as we crisscross
Unheard disclaimers were given for protection brushed aside nothing to break our stride blind to being frail
Once again to face a day never considering a loss, just a need to play,often staying in motion comes with a higher cost
Knowledge of others ahead keeps us from our bed,playing on our own path to find new pleasure,unknown fears would make us stale
Will we take lessons from past discretion's or become feeble as we fall
remain strong because this life testing can only be lived not taught. R.C.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 7:12 AM UTC
TRAPDOORS IN OUR LIFE
Casually as we stroll to find a new view on that knoll, if the vision is blocked we won't see all the potholes
Was it truly the intention to reach a holy grail, is not achieving it a sign we may be frail
Many steps to take through overgrown fields with hidden paths,is about finding stepping stone not the pitfalls
Fun and frolic necessary parts of the play,often casually we develop habits covering our minds like a black veil
Freedom was much easier without the knowledge of blind spots, how the breezes easily turn into windstorms
How often have we overcome what could have been a block but when simply taken in stride we prevail
Peering out over perpetual pastures with unknown ditches and glitches ,beauty or beast to greet us as we crisscross
Unheard disclaimers were given for protection brushed aside nothing to break our stride blind to being frail
Once again to face a day never considering a loss, just a need to play,often staying in motion comes with a higher cost
Knowledge of others ahead keeps us from our bed,playing on our own path to find new pleasure,unknown fears would make us stale
Will we take lessons from past discretion's or become feeble as we fall
remain strong because this life testing can only be lived not taught. R.C.
Funny we still manage to make it on our own path when even ourselves would give different advice about which way to travel . the scars and marks make for conversation hopefully much later. Thanks for reading your comments are helpful. Rick
