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| i see my self in my shadow |
every thing matters
so enough already with your gymnastics;
i know you are able and nimble, flexible and pron to
getting into physical extremes,
still you get tired just like me-but don't quit
until the task is complete.
and then there is your mental gymnastics you
perform perhaps just to amuse me-
still "we pass knowledge to one another"
not worrying about stretching the absolute sometimes;
it makes for a good story;
besides- who really knows?
and only a few care enough to give it any thought
about matter that is, everything matters
and you still say what's the matter-
it's everything, and makes for good face to face casual
conversation.
now just what were you thinking?
something important enough to speak out i reckon;
you might have phased me if i weren't on my top notch
dealing with continual new thought patterns;
fractals and systemic ratios of logical proportions.
don't strain your thought
keep right to the point.
i rode the roller coaster long enough
and am glad for some stretch of flat , curvy winding road.
now the dust has settled
it's time to move on,
keeping with the course at hand;
a map road for my feet to follow.
who knows better how to carry a pack
except for the one with it on their back.
sure everything matters.
that's just the way it is
with matter- what more is matter than
nothing with something giving it meaning.
curious it seems .
