Paths XVI

Have you ever found yourself at the end of the story
You know how you got there
but everyone else is a spectator
It's a mystery to them
especially when your end
is their beginning

"The program for this evening is not new
You've seen this entertainment through and through
You've seen your birth your life and death
You might recall all of the rest
Did you have a good world when you died?
Enough to base a movie on?" ~ Jim Morrison

Paths...
And there are a lot of them
(I think I've got at least 15)
There may be a few left
But the paths I can relate to
can they be yours to understand too
I can think of a field
'Fields' play the role of distance
for me
They separate the trees from the road
The wild from the structures
Fields are where things grow
and they have to be crossed
that is if the wilds are where you choose to go

The wilds are a dangerous place to be
You know this by the creatures you meet
But which is worse, the futures that are unknown
or hot black pavement that burns your feet

"Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails
Across the sea of years
With no provision but an open face
Along the straits of fear" ~ Led Zeppelin

I think we all kinda have to go wild
at various points on the trail
and distance is really all we have
Forward
No turning back
when we leave the veil

"The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where you taking us?" ~ Jim Morrison

At some point
you arrive
The tale has been traversed
As you look back, you inquire
How could this be rehearsed
How could I have survived
the treachery of the forest
the lands of the cursed

But the story's been told before
of this, you can't deny
details, they do differ

For those
who choose to know
to know why
we live
only to die

"Upon a secret journey
I met a holy man
His blindness was his wisdom
I'm such a lonely man
And as the world was turning
It rolled itself in pain
This does not seem to touch you
He pointed to the rain
You will see light in the darkness
You will make some sense of this
And when you've made your secret journey
You will find this love you miss" ~ The Police

Along my lonely trail
I too met a holy man
He showed a different pathway
through sterile desert sands
He showed a way to separate
myself, that is
from the rest of the land
to blow as the sand
free

the only way I wanted to be

That brings us to the rain
for verily it shall come
and the sadness of the skies
will remind you where you're from
The tears from high above
will drive you to the ground
where gutted sobs of pain
are the only songs around

"In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence" ~ Simon & Garfunkle

That brings us to today
The place we have arrived
The future, it is here
You've been lucky
You survived
You conquered wilds of yore
You found your secret space
You paid your lonely debt
You have your broken grace

Tomorrow starts a day
when sun will rise above
to illuminate the way
on the road you've come to love
but...

"There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Well it's my time coming, I'm not afraid, afraid to die
My fading voice sings of love
But she cries to the clicking of time, oh, time" ~ Jeff Buckley