Should We Know
No, Muses do not come to me
On simple question when I go.
The silence in the ringing stillness
Is screaming - you just can not know.
You can not open that day.
You can't foresee predict the future.
You can not live with guarantee.
And do the wrongs then make it super.
The trick of life - not knowing all.
To whom, how much, on when and where.
And cleverly to measure strength
To right amount out there.
When is the time for us to fall.
When we can play or rise as winners.
And by the time to clean it all
So won't be send by God to cleaners.
We should take every day as gift.
And thank for breathing in and out.
Accept and hug, to give and dream.
To Love, to gift without choosing.
The moment first, the moment last.
They should be merging in the Spiral.
But turns between were given us
By loving Souls to grow wiser.
Copyright © Russell Grushco | Year Posted 2017
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