Often in life its very easy to say, yes what is bad is inevitable and that yeah, sure, it’s a certainty that something bad may happen or that things will go wrong in one form or the other but not very often do we think of the sure reality of that very same philosophy reversed… that something good is bound to happen, that with the law that every opposite action has reaction or cause every opposite affect… well, then if the bad can happen so certainly it should be as easily acceptable to say so will the good, without doubt even so that is what this poem is seeking to convey.
Now I’m running down;
These favored days of old.
Like dawn comes up only to drown;
A story must unfold…
Even if the day’s end holds no hope,
Yeah it holds some hope.
I’m reeling into this;
I’m the sun & upside down.
From the better side of my own bliss;
Like whirlwinds into town…
Even if the day’s end holds no hope,
Yeah the end holds hope.
I’m running up to night;
I recall such splendorous light…
I’m a dawn that provokes the wind;
I’m a night that provides the space.
I’m a cloud that just comes right in;
I’m a day that keeps up with grace…
Lost in a new form of pace -
There’s nothing more now, the elect;
We are now motion…
A drop in the great stirring ocean, we
are alive, so we dive…
In motion, well here comes the effect.
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