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I've had a good night

many good nights

among windmills lost

and windmills found

vessels of reason

washed by the blind virtue

of for thought

unscathed by reaction

to unexpected adversity

deep shadows

suddenly bathed in light

along side darkened halls

of disappointment

diving down passed steps of

uncertainty

chopping back newly woven self

confidence

its all up hill

on a phenomenal scale

even when it doesn't feel as so

its we who make the ebb and flow

of our confusable lives

so many currents

but only one canal to channel them

through

our so fallible bodies

but the soul's separator of experiences

careful select distributors

streaking through

the cold heaviness of the physical world

its a dream I love but just as often long to

wake up from

I'm never suicidal but I think I've always felt

the longing in me

to simply go back home

too bad God is not yet calling me

so,

I think I'll choose to

Live

Love

Laugh

and learn some more

until he does..................

(written Sept. 24, 2001 230am)