the road weeps at my ever stumbling feet
a cheery weary walker though am I
still I venture on forever unbroken aiming always
TO THE WILL OF BEING WHOLE
bruised but just of body never of spirit
a fond traveler in battered walking shoes
a marveler at even life's worst forms of beauty
as everything is here for our full experience
two constant pathes lay wide open before us to take
those of the negative versus those of the positive
the mindset of every man lays in the purity of his very own heart
and the soul tirelessly whispers to us through the voice of reason and conscience
for some the whispers filter louder than for others
surely its because of just this phenomenon that hate prevails in far too many
while love in some circumvents their every breath of their very lives
so let the joy of the spirit embrace you to be moved to be more than just some nameless unaware ordinary human being
instead choose to be spectacular in your way of thinking
be more like your soul...
(may 29,2001 10pm)
this poem was very good, i love hearing other peoples outlook on life through there poems. i thought i was great!!!