a song  being sung

laughter loosed

with head held high

& flung back..

somwhere a child

 fallz

a mother rushez over 

to soothe the savage woundz

of life

being

spent . .

somewhere

all are asleep

dreaming 

& dreamless

stretched out

yet restless

alone

yet

with

armz about one another

crowding in 

to some

 near

desperate embrace

to share

the darkness

or

the promise

of

  coming

lite . .

somewhere

the road 

seemz

long 

the mountain

high

the distance

endless

& then

here

you are

& there

you must go....

somewhere

are those 

whoze

destiny'z

the sky....

somewhere

we sing

softly to ourselves

in hopes

of finding 

peace

in our distractionz..

& somewhere

the world waitz

on tippy toez

to hear our next word

to see what well do

next

to share a part

of our journey 

there

into triumph

or 

we wake up

from the day

dream

dreaming it all

to ourselves

instead 

perhaps no closer

or no wizer

than before

but a little later

now

or

the gift of angelz

firmly in memoryz

grasp

we have exactly the peace

we've been searching for

now

& look out world..

somewhere

the answer

begz

the question

for lack 

of a better

love . .

somewhere

the myth

of the stranger

strangles

the populace

as the mind behind

the media

kisses

the great nothing

in the boot

of roses

gingerly nicking

each thorn in succession

creating itz brainz

out

as somewhere

some

one

thinkz

simply

or kindly

of them

selves

left

out

side the fold

of time

the immortals

somewhere

the greatest

challenge

facing the world

today

iz

for each

one of us

to remain

present

& conscious

within

our own

personal

fieldz..

to remember

who we really are

where we actually come from

why we came here

& where it is we're going

to end up...

 ?

the foolz

parade.....