I walk this path
as so many times before
comfort in its discomfort
uncertainty in its certainty
change is in the wind
a different path to take
predictions fall away
like melting snow flakes
the God of Fortune
waves a wand
changing paths
changing attitudes
I accept the unfolding
looking to my inner self
to live
in this moment
rex
Rabid Poet

Rantings
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
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