The Searcher

The searcher – waits – when time stands still
The searcher – abides – by another’s will
The searcher seeks – in silence – dream
To find - to hold – eluding schemes
Wandering – in and out – through days
Intertwining dream and reality – the same
Tempting fate – so - she dare not wait
Give the searcher – an awaited concrete
The searcher – nomadic in deeds unseen
Like a poet – he holds to fading imaginings
Seeking – searching – holding dreams tight
In silence – he dreams – of another’s mans plight
Never wavering – in his constant – examination
Of the heart of man – and his quest of life

The Backward Slide

Sharing life – through sowing seed – as a matter of – judgment – we do deceive – requiring others – through our master plan – to gather their hearts – to become one man – looking onward – never back – to see what – makes – another’s past lack – asking only wisdom – from them now - with expectation

we do proceed – by holding accountable – their unknown tale – of the others life – we do judgment to prevail – in breaking the spirit – because we choose to see - only today – as if the past – had no seed – and - can fade away – in this - the others life becomes void – because their experience is required – put aside

we say – go on live – let the other man die – he was worth nothing – and in this - begins – the backward side
along their journey – of stumbling through time - this self made man – had done no crime –other than- to live as though not dead – to live a life without expectation or pride – to hold his head up high - to say – I am here – I am alive

Then along came we – the better ones – life is living - only through what we see - as being - a life worth life indeed – holding accountable all we see – requiring others to live - according to our – self made boundaries

Thus -the backward side – old man dies – but really – he just hides – he holds his head in shame – with grief – no one sees – how we have deceived – how requiring the old life to fade way – has caused new man to dig his own grave – never understanding the old man’s use – the protective skin – of the new man youth

we asked of him and then walked away – leaving the new man bare and afraid – we tell him – all the while – it will be ok – have faith – and we smile – as though faith and a smile – will armor – the shame – of not knowing how to live – according to another’s plan – we gave him the blue prints – of a new life – indeed – but we forgot it takes our hand to help grow the seed

If you are not willing to tend the soil – to remove the weeds – of old – which will come – if you cannot bear the heat – then I ask – don’t bother in planting the seed – for then all you have done – is created a new life that weeds will over run – and in doing so – you created the plan – of another’s grave – which you did not intend - and that is on your hands