A forked tongue on display
Desperate to divert apart
as head and heart seem separate
Sometimes we have to surrender to loss as opportunity knocks
Times will come when
difficult decisions are deemed useful
As transitions are a learning tool for all
Pain is part of the process of progress
Acknowledge the logical steps that need to be met
Some set criteria may be inferior
But agree to abide by these guidance rules

pin-pricked, the deep drip
spelled cacophony,
mired in chaos.
the human brand
of serially unkind
contradictions.
relatable

and distant.
far too nebulous
to satisfy your craving
after a long day of wanting.
those words silk-spilled
into some odd pile,
creation adjacent to intent,
and skewed from some cliff
hoping for release.

That I may understand every good path
That wisdom may reside in my heart
That knowledge and discretion may be my guard
This is my prayer to you, my guide and my God

I'm crazy about you, in that I'm sure
you set up my day so I can endure
you correct me and guide me, to take on the world
it's easier with roadmaps that aren't so ****** twirled
pretty sure I would stagger, when I walk out the door
but with your wise guidance, I'm ready for more

Brian Hill - 2020 # 166

Look
at your thinking

before
you enter  its meaning

When our lives are written
From the ink and numbers
That make up the universe
So we will find our way
By the light of the stars and the sea

there is a stream of bliss
where all your dreams exist
and it never ceases to flow