All around me I see
folks living differently
Some on beat paths;
wandering the wilderness;
roads I could’ve taken, and;
few on the one I did take.
No matter the road they took,
they are farther than I can ever look.
When I see them together,
they’ve got it together, altogether.
Knowing where they are.
Understanding why they are.
Realizing who they are.
And they think I’ve got it together.
I? I wander with no purpose,
making choices of distractions.
My freedom? Superficial and a sham.
Who is it that’s choosing?
What is my offering?
What about the offer validating?
I’m still searching…