Never Know

Plant tendrils on my bamboo fence near Cali Lilies and redwood tree.

Never Know

3/10/10

Desires can dream us

dancing with heavenly thoughts

around fantasy, hope, possibility,

conjuring images that entice

make our heart leap

believing fruition is inevitable,

could be if willfully

committed with deep intention

so tendrils can grow,

begin to scale potential,

grabbing on, spreading wildly,

fed on more imagination,

'If this, then that,

which inevitably leads there.'

where now territory expands

becomes kind of unmanageable

threatening loss of bearings

we begin to retract,

attach strongly onto essentials

our ego believes necessary,

putting stake in ground

of what's still ethereal,

only smoke and mirror

holograms in the mind

sparking brain into believing

it's reality to defend

with future on line,

life's joy, abundance, love,

yet, the truth is

we really never know.