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3 AM Contemplation
Quietly...I stare into the darkness of my room
watching shadows dance across my ceiling...almost
seeming to solidify before my eyes.
As my thoughts take me astrally to places...Id rather not be
but go to anyway....because I am a creature of habit
As with most habits ....I know I should learn to take
a new path...but the shoes of my soul have grown comfortable
with the roads I travel.
this is why I am awake at 3:26 AM as I walk my usual path
down "memory lane" and cross over to "but what if" avenue
only to make a sharp left turn onto "regret" blvd.
Now... I must catch my breathe as I view the scenery overlooking
"peaceful parkway"which is a road I never walk down...but often
see and admire from a distance.
Now as the sun is barely beginning to rise....I and my thoughts are wading in the "water under the bridge"
After so much walking ... I welcome the cool currant that flows
Then... and only then do I finally drift off to sleep
As my dreams teach me how to fly over the ties of this life
that for so long have bound my soul.
watching shadows dance across my ceiling...almost
seeming to solidify before my eyes.
As my thoughts take me astrally to places...Id rather not be
but go to anyway....because I am a creature of habit
As with most habits ....I know I should learn to take
a new path...but the shoes of my soul have grown comfortable
with the roads I travel.
this is why I am awake at 3:26 AM as I walk my usual path
down "memory lane" and cross over to "but what if" avenue
only to make a sharp left turn onto "regret" blvd.
Now... I must catch my breathe as I view the scenery overlooking
"peaceful parkway"which is a road I never walk down...but often
see and admire from a distance.
Now as the sun is barely beginning to rise....I and my thoughts are wading in the "water under the bridge"
After so much walking ... I welcome the cool currant that flows
Then... and only then do I finally drift off to sleep
As my dreams teach me how to fly over the ties of this life
that for so long have bound my soul.
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