Like a Sibling Soul
A rope-line of commitments
keeps me busy and hobbled;
unable to move elsewhere
a difficult situation.
It’s like going on the whole rigmarole
prepared to sacrifice, willing to serve;
open to be wounded and -
attend to whatever needs to be done.
Oh, certain kinds of experience
make me realize it’s enduring
to get involved in the messiness
that life holds to each of us.
Seeing the aftermath of events,
unfolded in many settings;
a gauge to decipher life’s messages
having one’s heart in the right place.
Like Johann Sebastian Bach’s style
there’s a wavelength of question and answer;
such a unique way to understand
it implications to life’s ups and downs.
Copyright © Mark Escobar | Year Posted 2012
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