Love is never lost, only those who love, and they but for a
while…
Walk out the road, come back, another one’s gone…
Turn on the TV, send up a shade, turn down the cover, clear
your throat, there are not as many as before…
I have been down this road a dozen times but I still lose my
way, left or right?
Around this bend or that one?
Slow down or speed up?
Call me a cab, I’ll pay the fare, getting there, is all I
care.
Something in the woods, is picking off the weak ones, walk
out in the open, in the light…
They’ll rob you in the shadows, Cough it up mister, a sharp
poke in the back…
This type of uncertainty, slipping around, shy and resigned…
The first day of spring and it’s 90 degrees, by the middle
of May you’ve turned the furnace back on…
Something ain’t right, too much wind, too light of a jacket,
enough to make you think, full blown winter, the nights were long, the days cold
as snake’s blood, only the hearth sustained, gloves and hats were the order…
Lean into the long hill, it climbs easier…
The way ahead?...
There’s only one navigator and he’s lost at sea…
Too much storm, not enough ship…
No place for the faint of heart, work to be done, who cares
if you’re tired, Daddy’s back from the store with Pepto Bismol, mama’s up with
the spoon Son, make up in courage what you have lost in clarity Get more than water from the rock, enter the
time beyond when what’s bigger than you makes the path to the promised land…
Up at dawn, out on the lawn, the steamy horses shudder This is
really how it’s supposed to be…
The things you love are now summed up in one rectangular box
with flower spray and baby’s breath…
What you love is sometimes scattered all over God’s green
earth…
Finally here’s a moment, when it’s down front and center…
Stand, walk up, look at him, and with the Holy Spirit goosing
you, say with a straight face…
“Wow, I feel like I could climb five trees backwards.”
Smile, recall, love is never lost only those who love and
they but for a while
