My Way

At the end of ridge on path to old secret haunt.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

My Way

9/26/10

When all is summed,

by others still alive

as I enter ground,

may they remember me

for distance toward aliveness

my troubled 'being' traveled,

transcending 'called in' challenges

marrying me to humanity

through participation, shared angst,

of living difference between

inhabited 'soul' and 'ego',

birthed naturally as former,

purely potent, original, unmarked,

defenseless against societal onslaught

from family, school, church,

peer pressure, cultural conformity,

required ingredients spurring transformation

in mind, body, emotion,

spirit, navigating 'my way'.