what frightens me is that the day is fine
there's a light breeze and signs of fresh green
life shooting out of the wintry earth i've been
on a journey and now i must toe the line
go under and let the dread powers combine
to mark my passage see what must be seen
and indicate to me the proper mien
that i should show what actions i refine
into some better form what signification
life has had till now the utterly natal
condition that what makes the human being
is part and parcel of our destination
it's being born you see that's truly fatal
and knowing this is just my way of seeing
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
08 January 2007
the casual mention of risk
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