we frolic in such delicious folly
and regale the storms in our fate less finds
yet aggressive measures
do not necessarily insure grace
wings so to soar above the binds
for birds are what we know
their purpose to us is quite clear
without them we would appear as unanchored
almost
they are so soundly woven into the pinched nets
of our ever metomorphisizing minds
they represent to us
a river filled with twigs
that churns across even the most miserable
temptation's flow
though there is debris
everywhere one looks
still
just as well
these same binds
offer us islands of small reprieve
to play havoc against the grinds
the majority of the vaguely enlightened
can not see the unfolding of even the
sweetest out line of the future
but to give a little quarry to cause
nor do they pay all that much
detailed attention to the past
while today is but a nervous mention
a stepping stone to a finer
purpose
if you will
that most men
in fear of themselves
refuse to take
it is we though as
individuals
who recognize such blessing
and can appreciate such
as is
'The Token Difference'...........
(Nov. 7, 1999)