it holds me still in crisis
that i may find my way
it reminds me i am not alone
it teaches that to learn
one must observe and assess
everything the world offers
it restrains my ego
when i wish to remain humble
and it comforts me
if i don't know what to say
it cradles me in my solitude
and when i need it
it is always by my side
sometimes it lets me loose
and sometimes i fall
- sometimes both -
it tries to teach me patience
and sometimes i don't want to say
i want to do
it is behind me
hoping the moment takes over
it gets me through
when no words can express
all it is that i feel
and it keeps me from assuming
beyond the boundaries
of this world i know
the nonexistant force
that shatters the glass house
leaving me exposed
and i know
it's for my own good
- 3/28/97, 7:00 - 7:15 pm