i awoke this morning
to my right knee
it was singing
a dirge

not heard
but felt
but i supplied
the lyrics

the song
in an unknown
minor key and
way off pitch

my fault
not the knee
i treated it
with disrespect

today was awful
but tomorrow will come

you said something wrong
but tomorrow will come

but if it doesn't
then.............

the more things change
the more they actually remain the same
we will never control the outcome

the only control we have
is how we perceive what has occurred
and how to proceed

we do not grow
but we can decline
because of what happens to us

we only grow
when we rise above
things we can never control

time
we define it
we put
numbers
on it

we have dates
we have days
months
years
centuries

but
with all our
math
our desires
we still can't control it

time
is
a hunter
time
is a destroyer

eventually
we
must
pay the piper
aka time

we can
run from time
we can do what we can
to keep time at
arms length

but regardless
of our weak human attempts
time will win
our only choice
use what time we have.........

yesterdays
gone
but remembered

some
remembered
quite fondly

some
forgotten
some on purpose

tomorrows
anticipated
but not revealed

but
today
yes today

it's
where
we must exist

storms came
both in life
and to the earth
but in the aftermath
things that have existed
are gone, destroyed

but in the aftermath
some survive
and something new
may spring forth
the trick is
survive..........

deal with it
morrow the loss
hold on to
what remains
but most of all seek
what is new

summer's heat
depletes the body
of energy
of fluids
and the mind
of resolve

the only
respite
is the summer rain
yet this summer
the rains have
been a no show

grass is brown dying
only the weeds
are green
and like the grass
my soul looks for
the healing rain

life
what is it
is it a series
of random
events

is it
a series of
problems
random or
ordained

are we the product
of are genetic
makeup
just a roll of the
genetic dice

or rather
our up bringing
lessons learned
from parents
or from life

or a
combination
of both
or are there
other factors

is there an
influence of
the divine
or of
evil

but whatever the
influence maybe
it's my life
it's my choice
my destiny

night descends
maybe
maybe not

and i turn off
the lights
and rest

if sleep evades
then the 'dreams'
are of my choosing

if sleep comes
when sleep comes
where do my dreams come from?

and how do i react
to those random dreams
or are they really random

who
or what
chooses

and more
importantly
WHY?