4/07/2008

Poetic License II...

Both

How can I believe myself
when I preside over an internal struggle?
My feet are stuck in mud.
To go forward into the black
or back to a world that seems to no longer want me?
Either way, I’m scared.

I’m of two minds and two hearts.
I need you to light my lamp.
Silence my confusion
long enough to hear your voice.
Give me your hand.
Together, we can climb anything…

2 comments:

Rick said...

Paradoxes (paradoxi?) are fun, aren't they?

Cathi said...

I feel your pain- really.

And- you can't honestly think I'm talking about The Hat?!