27 Dec The Obstacle is the Way
I was only a writer for so long
without knowing why and how
it would make me happy but
expressing myself was relief
I had something to say and
I didn’t know if anyone wanted
to hear it or if it could help
but I knew I felt better when I did
And now as I grow older and maybe
a little bit wiser through the years
Dawn has come of the age of dialogue
my age is one of dialogue redemption
Where has it all gone?
There were years I took it for granted
not recalling that I hadn’t really had
it years prior and would lose it soon
not because of the lack of desire in
me but because the world is not one
that craves the depth in me and you
now I grow into a new practice
one of listening and responding
without fear of being judged
God that’s the hardest part
no matter how mature I may
become that deep seated fear
is one to be wrestled with for-
ever as long as I attempt real
A response comes from truth
a reaction from fear of not
being heard or understood
responses strung together is
like a thousand birds doing
their dance, a flying swarm
Writing is my vice, not my gift
to the world and those who can
benefit from what comes through
this is not a self pro-
clamation of anything worthwhile
just a knowing that we all have
a reason to leave here without regrets
Will I look back with gladness
in my eyes and in the hearts of
those I knew that knew me too
or will I wish I had finally taken
time to live the life I’d been given
and gone peacefully into NEXT
I commit here, now, to giving
whatever I can that will help
the dialogue of the ONE life
that moves through you and I
whether it be the written word
the heard or the spoken verse
Differentiated that which matters
most to those I meet and see and
believe have something for us both
is only as hard as it is to look at the
scary monster in the dark beyond
your bed.
Rise up, oh greatest self, and step into
the shadows that contains your fear
because that’s where your good lay
always, the obstacle is the way.
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