-- The Fabric of a Life --
by John Herlihy
Shall I tell you what it is like to live this rarefied life
To find oneself on this blessed earth as a human being
We fall from eternity to a time of sweet innocence
With all the quirks, the foibles, the weaknesses implicit
With sweet innocence lost, we have so much to learn
Every day the things we carry get so much heavier
It depends on what’s inside the baggage you carry
What you live now continues to live in the past
To balance what we need with our urges to desire
Gathered to create the person moving into the future
With so much to learn, with so much we need to know
So many mistakes with so much forgiveness to ask for
Bound together and engraved upon the plate of the soul
The free, boundless, wild, inquisitive soul we are given
Sewn with the threads of free will into the fabric of a life
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Wednesday 5 June 2024
Rebecca
I like to think of my baggage and fuel for wonderful memories. Like the loss of cameras with priceless pictures could never be made again still in them. Best not to regret what happened and let it work on you but shirk it off and move on to the next memory being built.
Ron