A lone intruder lurks along the paths.
He has many forms; all masked
under the costume of negative belief-
his intention and purpose to flush out
any weakness in the institution.
Each event brings its many interpretations.
Repeated patterns – opportunities for study.
Could the path be altered by a change in view?
Or, could I repeat the pattern
and continue down the path before me?
Closets filled with accumulations of a lifetime
need to be sorted, organized and the junk toss aside.
At first, the closets sparse filled with a few items.
Ones inherited and passed down through the generations,
many priceless and carefully stored.
A few tossed in without thought of the consequences.
Decisions, made during a lifetime, add to the clutter.
A key to the sorting and organizing
is thoughtful contemplation.
The next generation can now start out
with priceless treasures and just a few junky pieces.
Pieces missed during the process of shedding the clutter
accumulated during a lifetime of living.
A lone intruder lurks along the paths.
His eyes search the terrain
identifying weaknesses in the foundation.
He skillfully loads his weapon with negative thoughts,
and zeros in on his target.
Stealing the moments,
Trusting what we're told is right,
Unprepared for life, we have become synchronized.
Xeroxed life and death.
