Fast Lane’s Short Ride

For so long
How simple the decision
Adolescent verve clinging
Teens
Young adults
Adults
Delivering but blurred lines

Yet clarity awaits

How arresting
When canvases stretched
Invite wash of honest hues
Beckoning clear eyes quenched by truth
Extending visceral pigments rich
Arcing brush tendrils of mind's synapses
Across learning's pleading fiber
At last accepting not colors by numbers
Risking instead a rogue's palette
A liquefied Philip Glass expedition
Traversing life's uplifts
Unconquerable peaks
Endless deserts
Fathomless oceans
Undefined infinity

To be

To float within the darkness
Revealing for those of impetus
Time's universe of questions
Those raised textures of joy's essence
The sensorial pleasure of existence immeasurable
Realizing matter survives
Even after bodily demise

How comforting
How fulfilling
To think slowly
To nurture one's duration
Staving off acquiescence into
Fast lane’s short ride