the journeyman

he is no longer a student,
but a journeyman...
of his feelings.
never a master,
for there has,
and will be...
only one.

to understand this trade,
is a profitable notion.
being aware of when,
why and how,
where and to what extent,
the peices all...
fit together.

it becomes his thought process,
his mindset,
his way of life,
effortless in hindsight,
and it serves him well.
it is who he has become,
and always,
needed to be.
working between...
the master,
and the student.

fate's choices 5.19.97 (written from the rim of the grand canyon)

why do i sit and wonder?
what is going on here...
what is happening to me...
what will happen to us all?

patience is a supposed virtue,
all too misunderstood.
'they' always say, 'time will tell',
but 'they' are wrong.
i can tell time, but time won't speak...
it only shows.

relax
breathe
soak in all of life's
coincidences.
appreciate the ones that have
a guiding hand...
in my life.

thank them, pray for them, love them....
and know they truly care
from every inch of their nonbeing.

and never forget to love.