June 23 - Laredo, US/Mexico
Journal Entry 2 - "Campfire"
It is hot today, hotter than i can remember, a time for fire and light. This is the beginning....
Welcome to your life, you better wtach your steps,
Or they could turn to fire that could sear through your shoes
through your feet, move up your legs and eat away your heart
until you walk a path with love.
Then you could be happy and your feet and hands and head and heart will
get along comfortably, and you might even breathe easily.
Albeit obvious,
we hardly seek, but hope to find you there
(if we don't speak, no-one can lend an ear)
(we'll never die, we'll merely disappear)
Makes no difference how hard you try, for any period of time or length of distance
under any pressure, in any environment,
walk your path, but man you better watch your steps
they'll burst into flames if you don't pay the ground just a bit of respect
and walk your path with love
and thank the air above.
With anyone, with anything, or underneath a budding tree
no matter how much you've thought
or how much you've grown
or how much you've learned,
or how much you think you know,
or how much you've grieved,
or you've forgiven,
or how much you love,
You never know what tomorrow will bring.
Soon i will be off, sailing southeast into the Caribbean.
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I'm pretty sure I walk a Path of Love with angry steel-toed vengence. I do respect it's loveliness but, all the same, I think my rage may be the fire that others feel when the path is taken lightly.
I don't even know if I'm being sarcastic anymore. I need to meditate.
Good post.
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