hurston had it
figured out.

love and living.
those two things
that can't be taught.

love and living,
we're bound to fall down
and thats part of the deal.
because we'd never learn
from our mistakes
if they didn't hurt so bad.

we were
shattered to sparks
and rolled up in mud,
and so far as
love and living,
we're on our own.

might never get them right
but we'll sure keep trying.

and not one without the other.
loving to live and living to love.
can't survive no other way.
no ma'am.

hurston sure figured
this whole thing out
for me.

not to mention,
a man's got nothing more
than his hands and feet.
neither the things he makes
nor the places he goes are his.
just hands and feet.

and so now i walk,
slow deliberate steps,
like praying each time
foot touches ground.