Evergreen
There will be one last word
I will say it to you
There will be one last sunrise
We will watch it together
There will be one last road
We will walk it together
There will be one last meal
We will share it together
There will be one last drink
We will toast it together
There will be one last breath
I will take it with you by my side
My mind races at times
dreaming I could sit at a piano and teach my fingers a new language,
or feel the wind on my face as I master the art of riding a motorbike.
I picture myself behind turntables,
mixing music for ten minutes straight without a single hand to guide me.
Life, to me, is about acquiring more skills, more experiences,
more ways to grow.
I sit in a room that feels like a prison,
Yet somehow it is also my furnace
a place where the fire is stoked, where my spirit is forged.
I lift my eyes, feel the cool air brush my face,
and I know that through every trial,
through every tribulation,
I have become a better version of myself.
I stand so close to changing my fate.
I will not give up, Lord.
Whatever lies along the path You set before me,
Bless me with the wisdom, knowledge, and understanding
to walk it as a great man should
to take the responsibility that many never lived to carry.
I am deeply, humbly grateful
happy to still be here,
to see another day,
to be in this position…
and to keep moving forward.
The trails runs the edge for several miles,
a clifftop walk, it is no great trial,
atop a long precipice of limestone,
where big, black vultures soar, and make their home,
a rugged wall, by ancient peoples known,
so it looms, this stubborn piece of wild.
Atop it a state park has sat for years,
small fences up to calm a parent’s fears,
but you know kids, they’ll always go ahead
and fearlessly peer over that great ledge,
the beauty awes even in their young heads,
like all souls, they’re stirred by the wonder here.
Some metal stairs descend down to the base,
so folks can walk along the smallish caves,
‘hold up the earth’ in a picture they snap,
see Minekill Falls, and walk around its back,
find passageways where Iroquois made tracks,
and Tory soldiers hid in olden days.
It seems so close, you can see Albany,
but when the winds blow you almost believe
that this place is at the edge of the earth,
like some lost land you found after long search,
quite thankful that people have seen the worth
of these tree-clad cliffs in their majesty.
Each path we walk, it forges something,
a step within a stair.
A line part of a rhythmic pattern
and we’re unaware.
We’re so wrapped up in what’s before us,
like it’s all there is.
As back and forth we pace, uneasy.
I promise you this -
The time will come when you will see,
the scales will disappear.
In that moment look around you,
it will all be clear.
Then from atop that stair, look down.
You will know the weight.
Where lines and lives have finally brought you…
You will know your fate.
On the Fairway Street
Covered with pine trees
I want to walk with you
Underneath this dark clouds
I have my umbrella with me
In case it rain we are covered
Don't fear if darkness gets in
I'll be your light to guide you
Just hold my hands to get courage
Just be near to me I'll hold you tight
How far our walk it will be synchronized
How far we go I'll be there for you
How far our life we lead I'll go with you
Till we get old I'll walk with you.
Everyone has their own journey
No one can walk it for you
No one can decide for you
Choose confidently the path you trust
That is how you define your life
Don't let other people's emotions control your mood
No one deserves to make you sad, tired or hurt
Just because of their facial expression or words
Remember, you are your own light
Smile is the most precious gift you give to life
Being true to yourself is your biggest power
To overcome every challenge
Smile, shine, and love yourself everyday
Life waits for no one but you alone
Live each moment to the fullest.
1. IF step, just step as I take a breath
just wanna dance wit ya
close proximity
marching in David's shoe
dance remedy
step step step
to the beat of the music
let's walk it out, out, out
a paradee swing wit me tha MEloDy
it's clear to me, I am such a hoot, they say call N me Chazz foot
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2. come mask flask the task
bask in the foot steps
across thee gravel, concrete and grass
IF step, just step as I take a breath
just wanna dance wit ya
close proximity
toss cross the lane be glad engage on stage
be glad git down and bad
Be free, be ya got what it took...
ya, step, steppin
Chazz Foot
9/27/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Quote:"
"Soul Mover"
(by Glenn Hughes)
I am a soul mover
I came on here to make you groove
I am a soul mover
I'm making you want to move
And I feel it, yeah
And I feel it
Move, move, move, move, yeah."
In the quiet of the midnight air,
I hear the echoes of soul mover,
A whisper deep to my soul,
Calling me back to make me whole.
The road I walk, it twists and turns,
With every step, my spirit learns.
The pain, the love, they intertwine,
Like chords of fate that still align.
The truth is buried, yet it shines,
Through every note, in every line.
A melody of loss and gain,
Of broken wings and healing pain.
So let the rhythm make me groove,
Through skies unknown, no longer alone.
For in the music, I am free,
To be the man I’m meant to be.
Easy heart
I know you ache
Let's go out for the day
We'll think of her
That's for sure
But it will be okay
How about some coffee?
I'll buy you one my friend
We're on this road together
And we'll walk it to the end
I know how much you love her
I know since I do too
But we'll be here for each other
And together we'll get through
The days sometimes so lonely
The nights so dark and long
The constant thought, if only
She could be our song
Well it's you and I old buddy
So let's get out of bed
And when you're melancholy
Remember what I said
Push 'em, pull 'em, dip 'em, and squat'em.
Whatever you do, just don't neglect 'em
Aptly say no to loose and flabby
And yes, to tight 'cause loose is too shabby
No gym membership, Bowflex, or Peloton?
No worries 'cause pushing, pulling, dipping and squatting
will never be outdone
The mission is to push, pull, dip, and drop
So look good, feel good, and once you start, you're not gonna wanna stop
Walk it out too and allow the arms to buoyantly swing
A nice heel-to-toe flow; now listen to the heart sing
So push 'em, pull 'em, dip 'em, and squat'em.
But whatever you do, just make sure you never forget 'em
"Jesus walked this lonesome valley
He had to walk it by Himself"
Even though surrounded by disciples
He walked it by Himself
Jesus stood up to fiery trials
He stood up by Himself
Even though He had disciples
Jesus stood by Himself
Jesus faced the establishment
He faced them all alone
He was the only defender
He stood by Himself_God atoned
He was surrounded by followers
When He healed the sick and blind
When the tide turned against Him
He stood all alone
Follow the red dirt road.
Take it slow, walk it,
this is not an exploration
nor a pilgrimage,
it is a short tour around
the beginning of an idea
and its end.
Move along
past the few rural homesteads,
pass beyond the shacks
and the weather-beaten
tumbledown cabins,
the double and single wide
not so mobile homes
with their rusting trucks.
Hurry past the gypsy encampments.
with their gangs of wild dogs
until that dirt road ends
in a dry long uncultivated field.
This is where the dust
covers the old road maker
and beside his sunbaked bones
see how his maps and plans
are rolled up tight
never to be unrolled again.
A pile of raked leaves
no child to jump into them
A pet
no one to play with
An elderly couple
no one to give to
A house
that is not a home
An apple tree
no one to eat its fruit
A secluded path in an autumn’s woods
no lovers to walk it
Wide brown eyes
dominated her oblonged pale face,
She whose Job was daily
working with the almost dead.
She harbored her final question
to put to him she loved,
He, perhaps The One,
her Partner Perhaps.
And so she softly asked,
'When that time comes for me,
Would you, could you, help me die?'
Partner Perhaps stared at her,
seeming aghast or confused
by her cold cut to the ultimate ask.
A moment shredded the air
before he shook his head
and turned away.
When at the crossroads
of stay together or walk away,
The walk it was.
I am the eldest, the pioneer,
The first in the line,
Every move I make is watched,
Every choice judged in time.
The trail ahead is un-traveled,
No footsteps yet in the sand,
I blaze the trail for those behind,
Without holding a parents hand.
The weight of the expectations,
The pressure to excel,
To set an example so perfect,
To follow every rule.
My siblings march behind me,
With almost no burdens to bear,
While I struggle under the weight,
Of being the eldest heir.
But though the path is harder,
The journey all my own,
I walk it with perseverance,
And wisdom I have grown.
For though I lead the way alone,
They follow in my tread,
The trail I've paved for them to walk,
The lessons that I have led.
So I walk on with purpose,
My footsteps leaving trace,
For those who come behind me,
I clear the trail with grace.
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