Brilliant

Mended

Two paths diverged…

Which one to take?

One travels back in time

to a time never understood

by your mind or mine.

Bruises, scars, and emptiness light its way.

On second thought that’s not the path for me,

not yesterday, tomorrow, or today……

I’ll take the one I’ve known best,

follow my heart,

trust what’s inside my chest,

somehow it has

always

known

best.

I won’t look back

with any regret,

He can’t remember

what I’ll never forget.

It’s all very clear to see

I’ll never know him

He’ll never know me.

Two paths diverged….

Sorry I could not take either

I turned around and retreated,

History’s mistakes end with me,

they won’t be repeated.

With a bounce in my step

and love in my heart,

August 14^th, 1979 marked

my brand new start.

Broken

Yesterday my sister sent word that the end may be imminent…..

My wife and I talked to understand what this means,

what this means to me.

Is this the final call to answer the bell?

What does all this mean, to be honest

I’ve never been more unsure,

this is all so unclear, I can’t tell.

Whenever I am in search,

I look to wisdom of the past that may

help me, help me understand the

right way to take.

“Have the courage to follow your heart

and intuition, they somehow already know what

you truly want” – Steve Jobs

What I wanted for years

was a father

what I want now is to not to be

bothered……

I don’t want to remove my gaze

from the beauty that’s grown

in heartbreaks place.

I’ve spent so much time running,

constructing a defense

impenetrable to these pains.

My whole life I’ve wondered why

my father never cared enough to find me,

I never wanted to go to him.

I wanted him to initiate the action.

When I look at our children

it is a complete mystery

how a father could bring a child into this world

and never share in their life’s history.

My father gave me one gift in his departure.

I learned that if it is to be, it is up to me.

This case is no different, if it is to be it is up to me.

The question is will I regret the decision I make?

Two paths diverge, which one to take?

In Sync

Life is curious and funny with its flow

what worked yesterday may work today

in the end you know when you know.

I spent several days traveling for work last week

I can feel the slip in synchronization with my family

because of this time gone.

Working back into the flow and into the groove

often proves

harder than I imagine.

I write this recognizing that

I’ve got a fair bit of work to do.

I know I’m not in tune

with the chorus that fills me.

Call it the traveling tragedy.

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CC and JR - Here's to tomorrow's challenges!

   

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