you look good in white
more of
likeness to a white
official court paper
thirsty for
our integrity and
hard work,
this morning you are
ablaze in white
and i could have said
something more than
nice
but this is monday and
it is going manic
and it is singing what'
love got to do with it

to see the beauty of a journey
to feel the happiness of every step
one must follow
and think about a chain
of custody of all the relevant and
pertinent happy
artifacts of your life,
where you started you must go towards
a place and carry a memento
in your hand which you must close
from time to time to feel
what is warm and strong in there....

so here i am still thinking more.

if i pay attention to all the details
i will not be where i am now
i would have been stranded in an island
surrounded by sharks

if i repeat every word you say
i would have been stuck on a cave
and i would not have lived
the life i love

you see, i must see the world as a whole
though vague, though far
i must always move towards a horizon
where perhaps i can find both my sun
and moon

i have listened more to the sound of my heart
though i have not followed most of its foolishness
i have restrained myself and fasted happiness
some things sweet shall destroy me
much of the time i have taken the bitter pill
and so here i am still thinking more.