Poems started thousands of times,
ending changes through this lifes run lines.
Chosing a door, love, envy, kindness or hate?
Heavy is our load dauntless we are.
Seeing the mountains must climb from afar.
Decide the door that our endeavors unlock,
Fearless the key, awaiting a future surprise shock.
Resonance burns, life course will align,
Frequency meters, future run rhymes.
Intrepid our steps heavy our load.
Be sure of our footing on lifes long road.
Plow straight ahead through rocks & hard steel.
Empathy shows the deep spirituality we must all feel.
The very last verse of poem we correct or wtite.
Is a life lived culmination of our journeys insight.
What will we say what will that insight be?
A Solomons lament of it all being futility.
Wise be the understanding of last breath insight
With open hand limp when we give up our fight.
