Captivated

What is it in knowing you that makes my awareness come alive . My thoughts of you are ever present . You lead me to consider , good and evil , life and death to see more clearly our own minuteness yet be ever aware of the grandeur of life . To be consciously mindful and electrified , awestruck if you will with the mind blowing extent of it’s vastness and it’s possibilities , of being able to consider love and enjoyment. You renew my spirit which had waned , and lain in exhaustion dealing with the worlds pursuit and desire, the endless struggle to keep from drowning in the history of men in which an ever present portion of our species seek to control what we think , what we are allowed . You can watch them re- peatedly lie , constantly barraging with misinformation. I am tired of the voices , never addressing the hypocrisy of it. I need that childhood again , we could just play together , happily and explore stuff and be excited every time we saw each other. I admit I got little of that but I remember the good because when something like it rarely happens it makes those “little” experiences supremely noticeable like “wow” noticeable. I can say only one of the families I lived with would rate an A+ , most I would suspect a D- and that’s my own wrong turn. Being one inheriting my behavior and thought by the usual means those who influence you and tradition . Picking ones way out of that nut shell and my own study of life well I found what ever said was not always correct even if I thought I agreed . But what you have taught me keeps me on a course ever growing into that fullness of the face you have allowed me to look upon .Most of the time I seem short on everything , until you are here , and everything is all right again . I have missed you , I’ve written you a lot. The day I met you , you opened the door for me and through it came understanding , sight , and perspective and the puzzle is taking shape and being put together. I’m sometimes unsure if I want to see it’s completion or just be somewhere where I can enjoy the journey. Come on now I don’t want to leave the joy of your company and face that testament to man’s insanity , and it’s temple of the worlds governments. You can see it coming , the corporations eating up the land , conscripting the citizens , the same same , nothing new under the sun except the window dressing . The shades are always drawn and dark they prefer you to have “limited vision” . So seeking your company exceedingly pleases me. What you have taught I have stored up and you principles are ever before me. I have examined your word and found it truthful , there fore I will always lift you up . These are my words to you . I have put them to pen so I might remember and walk again in them. You restore my heart and bring me comfort. But I have to mention the ones who amaze and hold my attentions . I swear that they experience the most awful things yet they pick up , dust themselves off , and give a hand to others up on the way . I’m thinking I like these ones a lot , just saying . I’ll write you again soon . In the mean time I’m keeping this one a while before I send it …You’re always on my mind. COPYRIGHT © 2016 C Michael Miller PoetryofProvidence