meditations emanate in the summer breeze
seals & croft plays on the radio
a familiar voice
a welcomed pause
otherwise complicated
wandering thoughts
all come together
like Greek soldiers
at the gates of Troy
hope, faith, love, laughter,
my Trojan horse
these revealing hours
turn to minutes
thoughts dispel
through the walls of
doubt, disgust, & hate
we pass through
onto incredible interests
articulated discussions
one on one considerations
we sketch familiar ideas
while droplets of time
fill empty buckets
that overflow
like every Greek trajedy
that must come to an end
we bid farewell
go back to the battle
and face our Achilles heel