04-05 The Way it Was Before

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Center, start, stagger,

wander, winding through the world;

a path of stops and detours.

Wait,

what’s that over there?

Left the car,

it rolled away,

had to chase it down

once the wonder of distraction ceased,

got back in,

couldn’t find the road.

It all became so overgrown.

Now what to do??



The baby’s coming!

Hurry up!

I don’t care which direction!

Just move!



The engine’s fine,

point toward the lights.

This city moves so differently,

a weird familiarity

that changes suddenly

to strange. It’s fascinating

how the people seem so like

the ones we’ve known from home,

the buildings somehow shuffled,

street names all replaced,

or relocated cleverly.



Never mind all of that!

Let’s go!

Just find a doctor!

Quick!



So helpful and kind,

sweet smiles and eyes.

If we can’t catch up again

surely we could find a place to stay

among this curious collection

of our friends with unknown names

who act just differently enough,

I know they’re not the same.



Wait here,

fill out paperwork.

Sign,

and out the door.



A boy at last!

He looks so calm and peaceful.

Ready to go home.

Forget the road, there’s a place for sale,

so much like the one we rode

to get to on our journey,

but now we’ve landed here.



Years go past.

Descendants fall around the tree;

apples of fathers’ eyes.

An emptiness inside the family

is noticed by each member,

all at different times.

Always shrugged off, explained away.

Eventually to be patched up

with leaky gauze.

If only dreams could be remembered

and compared.

They’d know they share

inherited visions of

the ancient highway.

Still it lays unused,

eroding slowly under seasons changing.



Yet,

there hangs a map that could be used

to retrace carefully the path

to the place where wisdom reigns,

if only one were brave enough to stand

upon the table shouting,

“No! I will not settle!

Yes! I will mettle

with the order of this place!”

Then, there, the fog will all erase,

and light will shine over the place

where they must go to learn the ways

of deeper meaning.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Someone animate this...

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