"You Don't Know..."

"You Don't Know..."

A Poem by Chris

There are two flows here inseparably linked.


"You Don't Know..."

 

You just don't know -

 

How things bite ~

What things bite,

on any given day

at any given time

 

...and the dry eyes

damp mind

tight chest

as you stand, sit -

watch

...time scrolling.

 

How dark it is

after sunrise.
I made coffee - fresh,

pulled out some hazlenut creamer

- just wanted different today.

 

"These aren't regrets surfacing,"

--you do what you have to

when you must,

make choices - have decisions

and survive to live with them

- if you can

...or just live with them

- if you can't.

 

You have hurts, joys...

- moments God envies

and others the devil is still laughing over -

and which are which? - who's to say?

 

But there IS irony in living

that you don't see or appreciate -

until you do.

 

Do you think of others

as you are? were?

See them with your eyes?
Expect them to be you's?

- and you don't even understand ...yourself.

 

Breathes...

 

Chris


 

© 2012 Chris


Author's Note

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In some ways we measure ourselves today with that which we think might be the greatest and final achievement. From there we work ourselves backwards to what the traffic will allow today. Our concern might be that, as we do this, we are not influenced or interrupted in any way, especially by us the individual, to be in some way related to the way god might think. Perfectly.

There might be one way that's done, by engaging a deep and profound devotion to the experience of god in us and to surrender our mind, heart and soul to him and have him respond to us with his will. But that is the issue isn't it? It might have been normal to do that before, but do we still consider it normal today?

Posted 12 Years Ago


I really enjoyed this write Chris.

Posted 12 Years Ago


A very reflective turn you've taken here, Chris! No one knows...and everyone knows! Life's conundrum!

Posted 12 Years Ago


breathes

well said

Posted 12 Years Ago



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