Inner Dialog

You don’t make me wish for things I cannot have
No, you are far crueler than that
You make me wish for what I can
if I am willing to sacrifice
All that’s asked is surrender
of what no longer thrives
An excruciating choice

I have been here before
The choices at hand, familiar ones.
Time after time, I have awakened
and time after time, I’ve chosen….
HA HA HA HA HA HAH
That would be telling

These days, my lifestyle fits me
like a boxing glove fits a penguin

I have been given the gift of new eyes
and with them I see… Wonder
godhead expresses in all things
ever present love fills me glowing
Tuning in I understand
and can reach out to others
conveying inner landscapes
in ways never conceived before..

At the end did Pippin
make the right choice?
What does a right choice look like?
Who do I fool?
Correct choices can feel like the morning after a storm
Devastation has occurred
now recovery can happen

One thought on “Inner Dialog”

  1. sometimes in the aftermath of the devastation you discover amazing and wonderful things that the storm has thrown up on your shore above the waterline… new treasures that you might not have ever seen without the violence of the crashing waves.

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