I was thinking back to this one night in college… everything in the room had a soft glow as my Kiowa friend said; “If you believe in these things, they will work for you”… Back then, I wanted to believe in something… in a time when I did not believe in anything… it was just nothingness… only infinite…
Thoughts likely triggered by the owl I saw walking back to the truck; one night driving down a county road we saw an owl… my friend brought up the belief that owls are a symbol of death… A short time later, Tommy died in his sleep… Valium and whiskey, bad medicine…
I have since come to believe… found stable footing to stand… reason to take a second look… wisdom to know that faith is not found in owls… that it exists beyond the edge of the sun… it surrounds every electrified molecule of dust and gas between the stars… it is absolute… it is within and it is without… as the sun comes full circle; one day we live… we live our lives … one day… one day at a time…
There goes the sun… Ever get your beginnings and ends mixed up? Hours ago there was still light… frames of burnt out Humvees, owls and instruments of faith remained forgotten… distracted by things like this;
Take a minute... take a second look;
I continued down the path in my bumbling way... I am haunted by the ones that get away... I hit this one low... I trailed him almost a quarter mile across the red mud of the Cheyenne Valley...
With yesterday's hunt still in the confines of my mind ,I set out once again... Tonight's hunt took me past machines of the age of steam...
Once again, I continued down the path in my bumbling way… the path to the one I love… the path to the one I destroy;
On my way out, I took another minute... for a second look;
This one is for Tommy... RIP
Thoughts likely triggered by the owl I saw walking back to the truck; one night driving down a county road we saw an owl… my friend brought up the belief that owls are a symbol of death… A short time later, Tommy died in his sleep… Valium and whiskey, bad medicine…
I have since come to believe… found stable footing to stand… reason to take a second look… wisdom to know that faith is not found in owls… that it exists beyond the edge of the sun… it surrounds every electrified molecule of dust and gas between the stars… it is absolute… it is within and it is without… as the sun comes full circle; one day we live… we live our lives … one day… one day at a time…
There goes the sun… Ever get your beginnings and ends mixed up? Hours ago there was still light… frames of burnt out Humvees, owls and instruments of faith remained forgotten… distracted by things like this;
Take a minute... take a second look;
I continued down the path in my bumbling way... I am haunted by the ones that get away... I hit this one low... I trailed him almost a quarter mile across the red mud of the Cheyenne Valley...
With yesterday's hunt still in the confines of my mind ,I set out once again... Tonight's hunt took me past machines of the age of steam...
Once again, I continued down the path in my bumbling way… the path to the one I love… the path to the one I destroy;
On my way out, I took another minute... for a second look;
This one is for Tommy... RIP