Mere Mortals

Life allows me to see
all things that can be.
If we know we have life,
we must not think twice.
This sacred life will expire,
but that date is unknown.
I choose to feed the fire
that I have created alone.
We are just mere mortals –
humans wandering on earth.
In life, there aren’t portals
that aid us in our search.
Death will come, but it will
have to wait. At this rate,
I hope it shows up late.
I’m just a mere mortal
waiting to meet my fate.

Fork in the Road

Two separate ways lead to
two very different places.
One way will take you away.
The other way will not stay.
One can change you. It’s true.
The other can be strange too.
Depending on your path,
you might not be happy.
The good thing is that
your life is happening.
The fork in the road
appears every single mile.
You’ll find your own way,
but it may take a while.
In life, there are many forks
that must be considered
cuz’ one road might be littered.
Whatever way you take,
don’t wait for your own sake.
The road you choose to take
is paved for you to meet your fate.

Watch the Clock

Pay attention and narrow your vision

and see only things you wish to see.

Narrow your focus: What are you missing?

Allow your vision to let things be.

Don’t stare too long, you might miss out

on life passing by your very face.

You may not know what will come about;

You must think hard about your fate.

Live in the moment and feel alive.

Time is something that doesn’t expire.

When times get tough, you must climb

to the very top and out of the fire.

Be true to yourself, you can count on that.

You must focus on what you control.

Count your blessings: just not too fast;

the glass can wait to be half-full.

Don’t be late: don’t watch the clock.

You just might miss your chance to shine.

When the time comes, please don’t talk

and watch yourself turn out fine.

Windy City

Against the odds, the tree stood strong in the wind

and continued to hold up, even against the humans.

For years, green leaves danced like two birds in love

during changing seasons, moving without reason

as sap slowly dripped down the rough side of the tree,

and without remedy, formed a steady stream.

The tree’s branches shot in every direction,

reaching and growing

at a slow rate, dictating a fate without even knowing

which way the wind was blowing.

Almost touching the sky, the tree has seen it all

and lived long enough to see many fall.

Wiser than ever, wrinkles riddled the tree’s skin

showing on-goers of a time back when.

Time has revealed its true course but the tree

remained eager, feeling more alive than ever.

But One cold day, chills filled the whole tree

and the singing birds were forced to leave

as the temperature dropped to a low degree

and snowflakes worked into the breeze.

The dancing leaves weaved trough

the air landing softly on the snowy ground

before shriveling up without a sound.

The bark on the tree fell off quickly and the branches

followed after causing my anger to grow faster.

Wind came and snow fell before life I mastered

But I can’t blame the earth for a natural disaster.