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Date Posted: 10:01:08 02/08/04 Sun
Author: Leisa*)
Author Host/IP: ACC37C0F.ipt.aol.com / 172.195.124.15
Subject: God, Part Two

God, Part Two

On my second cup of coffee
and fourth cigarette of the day
{so much for cutting back}
I stand out
in the backyard
an equidistant reach
to the orange tree,
the bottle brush
and the firs
to let the warm orb
permeate somewhere beneath skin

I look off in the abstract
sky, follow a line of curves
hung on branches
the next street over,
hallowed above the houses
that line a short stretch
of asphalt

I ask God what's next
again, no echo falls
an empty canvas opens
a blue, sunny day
to paint my own way

but I have no direction
no firm plans
to move from point A
to point B

Earlier, during the first cup
I pleaded for answers;
solution-oriented entity that I am

I rehearsed scenarios
of how my life
may have been
with other choices

I hear
"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For"
in some reality traced existence

And I know some of it
is so clear, some of what I was looking for
has come, I step back
to see what I did right
to get that far,
but then, the sacrifices,
the pain, the suffering
endured to get there
was only worth the effort
because of the two beautiful smiles
I am blessed to see every morning

It isn't the same
in the compartment of Eros,
which I'm sure was all a myth,
planned to make us procreate
and keep the planet anew
with flesh and mortar

I sink in with music
behind ever~worn soul,
tired and trite as the words
that flow

This is the life

Stubborn, I tell God,
I will stay and act out
the script before me
until I am moved
to alter the landscape

But, what if that is the wrong
answer? Only a ploy
to be used in place
of complacency?
Something to bind over
the horizon of dying days?

When I look to the sky
at night, and see a bright
star overhead, the moon
glimmer on palms
that tower, reminders
of the lives I am connected
to, that we are all connected
in one way or another

It may be a naive wish
to connect with one
on intimate terms
that have never developed
but then,
without nourishment
love, like all things, dies

Leisa*)
02.08.04�

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Re: God, Part Two -- Raphaela, 15:30:30 02/17/04 Tue