Riding the Rails

Riding the Rails

This life is just not as complicated as our emotions

Would like to lead us off cliffs to believe in dooms and rainbows

Of conflicts and complications of absolutes and musts

There are indubitably too many bluffs

Around corners and walls and jumps to overcome the all

Encompassing messages of trust and self and exposing risk

Over the rails of this train car, to hang out the window

And hang your tongue like a dog, be free as can be

In the winds and the sails to ride those paced rails

To know that the search is not in the end, but in the steps

On the mend of these bumps we call wounds

That it is just not that bruised

Scratches heal and the blood clots and seals

All these passions that abandon our maps

Although it may pain there are always other destinations

To crash at the end of a day and say

I am free and at peace in this solemn release

In my own shirt I put on for me

These sheets that I sleep

This is me here and not there, over prepared

For some battle that doesn’t even matter

Because I know I am me, plainly to see

The places I have found in the boughs of your arms

Like heaven but one day I may be walking on

Outside of my control or perception

For some reason you kept failing to mention

And I will accept that and I will intake that

You had your reasons and you had to choose

And if it wasn’t me and I had to lose

The touch of your skin or the sound of your speech

Then those are barriers that I will have to breach

And accept for I will always have me left

Here on this train car steaming along

That I am a man a thousand years strong

What matters is the choice that I make

Not the ones that other people take

Out of my control so all I can do

Is know and relay my role

And in that I am at peace