He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
--Albert Einstein --

Sunday, December 6, 2009

I’ve Been Judged

I’ve walked a mile on a railroad rail
smelled the sea all green and pale
Ran away from hopes and fears
and cried my share of happy tears

I’ve said things I should have kept
Laughed when I should have wept
Never had on a suit and tie
And I’ve got this mote in my eye

I’ve slept at night on stars and clouds
Tasted rain and hid from crowds
Expected less than I’ve been let down
played the hero and the clown

I’ve made mistakes and let them go
Walked fresh tracks in virgin snow
I’ve been judged if anything else
Guilty of this weight upon myself

May 28, 2009

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