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Wandering Spirits

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I'm powerless

Without the skill

Nor authority

To direct the show

Just destined to run it

Into the ground.



But decisions need to be made

Life changing ever

Rearranging priorities

No time to delay

By pretending to be busy

A clever avoidance for

The art of precision

Foreign to the undisciplined

Never thinking it through

But one thing for certain

The curtain about to come down.



A choice to

Return to a past

Leaving behind opportunities

That never had a fighting chance to grow

Moments grabbing

She capturing my interest

Never to be called my baby

Nor wake up to her welcoming eyes

In the morning.



Impossible dream

Of rising from the ashes

Of abject divorce

Blooming into intimate love

After years of being immersed

In the flood of cynicism

Dangerously mixed

With depression

But I remain torn

Loved ones silent

With an unspoken desire.



Can I have it both ways?

I already know the answer

So I'm asking for your guidance

Where I'm not tempted

To deviate

Due to mirages

That seem so welcoming

But are in reality traps

To keep me enslaved in illusion.



But I ponder

Then ruminate

Indecisiveness stuck in inertia

Demanding an vision

Just a poor excuse

For my short attention span

Then I chastise self

For lack of faith

But a man without a plan

Is a lost nomad

Never to feel the warmth

Nor the hearth

From a happy home.



Just be patient

They implore

But it's tough

My body

In lazy repose

My mind

Unable to raze an overgrown forest

And reveal a road

Without obstacles

To your door.



I know you'll find a way

To grant me the eyes

Envisioning clarity

To cut through this confusion

Am oasis awaits

Where I shall be soon

And intend to say.



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