with little or no map
to adequately navigate
we seek fulfillment
via this dark, dark passage
a semblance of some light
filters through
to the foot falls we carefully tread
this day only we are given
tomorrow continuously lives
just up ahead
unexpected obstacles litter
the dim path marking each
twist and bend
on the walls of our very
own musings
there is graffiti encouraging
our purpose to bypass sin
we are enlightened sheep
surrendering to an eventual
slaughter
while truth weaves to disavow
every barrage of lies
this world lovingly cradles
our heavy, temporary bodies
that repeatedly falter
and delivers us like an ambulance
found parked upon a battle field
safely to the other side
in short
do not be discouraged by
the bumpy ride
for life is an uncertain dirt
path
far more so than some pristine
comfortable highway
we're meant to get a little dirty
as we age and adjust
passing through the
confinement of the grave
so when we do get home
we can take a lovely bath
well, in that case
I plan to see all of you one day
when I arrive at my own
glorious doorstep
and together we can
further share, live love laugh
and learn
what all it was we built on
each day we were given
just like today...............
(March 13, 2010 613am)