Guidance

When you look

Back at life

It’s easy to

Connect the dots

Framing your understanding

But when you’re

Living your life

Presently you are

Walking blind in

The wilderness trust

In God’s hands

To guide you

MaybeSpring

The trees shed

Bark like I

Shed lies here

I am stuck

Here I am

Against cold January

Skies ashen with

Soot of snowfall

Drop on me

These blessing snowflakes

So I might

Just remember spring

Me (to Boo)

The best prison

Allows one thought

And that boo

You have brought

Me how we

Are not alike

How maybe oneday

You might understand

Until then understand

That I was

You 30 years

Ago before I

Was ever me

Unsaid

Sometimes just sometimes

The thing that

You say is

The thing that

Is needed but

Maybe not the

Thing needed is

The thing unsaid

Change (to Eric)

Youth conjures thinking

Thinking conjures mind

Mind conjures action

And action conjures

Either change or

Something else waiting

For that change

Change is coming