A man immersed . . . a working man's poet at best.
A fool to think he is ever at his best.
A man fell short, sometimes frustrated & fretting too.
A willing participant . . . balancing blindfolded sometimes - just like you.
A man conquered, humbled by his ignorance, and learning from his own experiences.
A man no longer groping for answers or evidence, but living Life.
A huckleberry and a persimmon.
A man grounded, still working on forgiveness; still working on relationships.
A man illuminated in the darkness.
A man now listening to the around surround of Life living, even struggling with itself.
A man inspired.
Just a man, learning to be a poet - from the heart, from the hip.
A man abundant as a river full of creatures.
A man learning to walk again.
A man liberated.
A man whose smile can be seen afire
while waving to you from across the parking lot.