(to the tune of  "Summertime")

Summertime
and the weather is humid
Summertime
and I'm sweating like heck
Summertime
and misquotes are coming
Summertime
one is biting my neck
Summertime
I'd rather be indoors
with my AC
and maybe a cold six pack

Spring is here.......finally
Winter clothes
put away for awhile
grass is green
trees are budding
and the dandelions
are well doing
what dandelions do
the geese are back
with little ones in tow
but so are the seagulls
doing what they do
which I wish they won't
but even in the best of times
a little rain must fall
but as of right now
take the bad
with the good
and in balance
the good wins out
and at least it ain't winter

Music how oft' to you I have run
you have been many times my safe place my solace
I embrace you I cover myself within your warm embrace
Regardless of what  the world....life
may throw my way in your arms
how often have I found refuge
and also the answers I seek
To you have I so oft' run
and you always seem to know what I seek
whether classical, liturgical, or even rock and roll
and if I don't find the answers I seek
I always return relaxed, and with a new perspective
and can return to my world, my life, renewed

The time is late
the darkness
like a shroud
covers the last light
of the day
my body yearns
for rest
for repose
for sleep
and rest
but the mind rarely agrees
if not the cares of the day
my imagination
often refuses to rest
until it's travels are complete
or the un-resistible
power of sleep
finally wins
and the imagination
lays dominant....for a while

Many would have said
that I was a difficult child
and with age
I've only got worse
their assessment
and I must admit
mine as well
Even as a kid
I needed to know....WHY!?!
I didn't even then
accept something as
right, ethical or true
until I could through
study, experience, or observation, agreed
Obviously I spent many
hours in the:
woodshed
detainsion
the principles office
but also in thought
study and reflection
From those who had been
placed in authority
I accepted what came
learning from it
but never from those
who just thought that
they had authority over me
Obviously I was a
difficult child
and haven't changed much
after over 70 years on earth
well at least in some peoples "learn'ed opinions"
and you know they're right
but that's their problem never...mine

body exhausted

demands sleep

desires rest

repose

but the mind

runs around aimlessly

from one thing 

to another

nothing of any import

just random

trivia thought

who will win

eventually the body will win

and the mind will rest

but for now the question is
when?

Life...existence
I know I exist
but is the why
Important

Is there some
grand design
I'd like to think
that there is

some external purpose
a plan laid out
a proverbial paint by the numbers
that I lost the directions for

Haven't as of yet
been able to prove it
but maybe that's the
point of it

or is it just
random chance
just happenstance
a "big bang"

Either way
I think that
it's not about
the why

But the here and now
I'm here, the time is now
what do I make of
my existence

Is there a final judgement
I'd like to think so
but again I can't
prove that

or there isn't a final judgement
in any case
I'm here....and I'm driven
to improve

might as well get started

after a severe storm
outside my rooms
the temperature
is on the rise

the snow
and the ice
melt before
my eyes

after a severe storm
my soul looks outward
the storm that was within
has abated

Life is like winter
whether the storm is
internal or external
this too shall pass

The cold invades
in the material world
the snow
and the cold
have made
their annual return
they mess
with my bones
with my mobility

but
i refuse
to let them
mess with me
not the physical
but my state of mind
I am in control of that
Let the snow and cold do their worst
In my mind it's spring