He drags his duffle down Geary, toward Jones
Avoiding eye contact, the suits with cell phones
As he moves, multi-sensory nimbus emanates
It repels, astounds, evokes, penetrates
His presence is constant. Efffect? Nothing bad.
Reminds us that brilliance is lash-width from mad
He mumbles a litany of data divine
Next morning, lies inside a quick-drawn chalk line
It is done.
♦
my heartfelt response
to the world’s worst haircut
thank God it grows fast
We cannot teach people anything
We can only help them discover it within themselves
~ Gallileo Galilei
~ Ω ~
I approached the oracle earnestly,
Querying about her truth.
She told it all, quite candidly,
Shared lessons, events, sooth.
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I listened so attentively,
Determined to understand
The knowledge through experience she’d gained.
What helped her heart expand?
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Naïve, I did not realize
Her way I’d not repeat.
Indeed, I failed to recognize
‘Twould leave me incomplete.
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Then suddenly, it was clear to me,
Nothing she could say
Would change the path I had to walk,
Prevent the rare foray.
~
Each leg of my life’s journey
Was specific in its goal
I must seek grace, humility
Refine my unique soul
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And merge with God.