Going through motins of living
Trying hard to keep hope alive
Going through motions of living
Given the reasons to strive
Having new notions ‘bout living
Rather, a few of, “Why not?”
Not coming up with the answer
Maybe I knew there were lots.
Sailing the ocean I’m given
Taking the salt from the sea
Still won’t determine directions
When will the wind rescue me?
Driving down roads never driven
Looking for routes to me home
Wonder who laid down the first path
Wonder why it’s not known
c 2007 David Brunoehler


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