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Shortly after Infancy...

In the span of infancy until the fading of one’s last breath, transformations descend that alter life. It seems that all men witness with bloodshot eyes that proverbial “waking one morning” to realize that their life has grabbed hold of the wheel of their existence and taken joy rides through alleys and other unkindly corridors. Oh how the heart cringes after traversing those paths again in one’s mind and seeing how far the main road has eluded us. To look back and dream is all a dream; a day-mare that cannot be shut off with the pupils or the cold grasp wrenched from the soul.

It’s still amazing to be responsible for responsibility. When the show is over and you surround yourself with the thoughts of who you are and what you do, the seriousness of your life crawls from your lumbering feet to rest securely on your shoulders, breathing heavily on the back of your neck as its spirit whispers in your ear. You wonder where the time went. How long have you been in a potent daze and the planet has been revolving? The moon seems to have slid closer to earth and its light is illuminating the darkness of your failures; maybe not failures but your alternative lifestyle; an alternative life full of decisions that now seem lifeless and still. In introspective retrospect, you seem to have made all the wrong choices. You feel that the many right turns and detours led to a murky swamp of existence instead of the oceans of opportunity. I feel the Creator has a beginning and ending for everyone’s life and His wisdom and knowledge of our choices and us is omniscient. He grants us point A and our demise is point B. But as with any journey there are many roads that will end at the same final destination. Some roads are longer than others, some narrow and lonely. There are an infinite number of ways to live life and He has given us the power to choose each one. Because He designed each and every curve of every twist in every road, He is with you in every path that you take. But he grants you the freewill to choose an easy road or a hard one.

I pray today after opening my eyes
That my eyes are closed if today’s my demise
I pray today that I will make a choice
And shake the world with a resounding voice
I pray today that the sun shines brightly
And that today is a day it shines on me
I pray today that I fight sin in me
And the whispering four Winds remember me

J.R.D., II Ó 2005

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