That Place

Have you ever longed to go to the place, “oh, I don’t know” where never is already over and the things missing, you discover were done yesterday. Where contempt is color blind and shades and gray, oh my, are better left behind intangible myriads of wasted day-----the why of which eludes me!!!. While the illusions of truth, weigh heavy in cognizant apparitions alluding to the piercing light of righteousness from the source, always just out of sight. Yet in plain view of the few who need him to be there and ready to pick them up from the pits, of “oh, I don’t know”- but I know they are there waiting. Get a life? No, we had a life and blew it. Give the baby a chance. He won’t fight it. Give the squirrel and the tree a chance, they will delight in it. Give the day and the light a chance. The grey evening won’t miss being as dead as we are. Give life a chance. and love, and peace. yes, and love. Jan 8 2013