Frailty

How I wish to drink the wine of joy with you feel the brush of fingertips upon my cheek to spread a picnic feast within the wilderness what lies within my heart to plainly speak But raised was I upon a planets prison and to will of others made was I a slave with eyes cast to the floor and verbal beating the road to fear of man did abuse pave I want to run barefoot on green grass carpets and prowl the mountain ranges like a cat wing my way upon the trails ridges and know no violence will me to attack Twelve times faced I death and yet I'm living I've escaped intent and accidents of chance like those who consider all unforeseen occurrence that the unwary can be caught by circumstance I've made my way this far only by reason four reasons gave the choice for me to live I've had no time to consider my emotion nor thought about a need for love did give I've given vent to mans neglect and violence for no different do I find inself my own when I look at the reflection in the mirror no change to our past can we atone All those who consider justice and affliction the pathways of thought and all her tracks many millennia's of history have we written the investigation of the goodness mankind lacks The ever present war within our nature affected by our fight or flight of reason the stake to posterity is high and costly far to often we are weak to logics treason For all have fallen down before true glory not a single one hasn't failed his own thought for everyone has placed for himself standards and in his own failures is he caught For in Justice , Love and Wisdom there is Power in the cosmos is ordered laws that we can see but not one single human who is existing can keep the perfection of Love flawlessly So occasionally I will have to ask for your forgiveness and hope you love enough to set me free for even if I think I might know better I have found in all of us this frailty I want to tell you I am stronger when you are near me I have found in you something that in myself I lack I never knew that getting any closer would provide the desire to return back COPYRIGHT © 2012 C. Michael Miller