Original Date: 6-25-2004

THE WAY

I'm born of two nations and a stranger to both...
The winter of my life has revealed that the life I
loved and the love of my life equated my heart in
opposite directions.

I saw a man walking a dog --
who's walking whom?
Does tranquility take the side of happiness or sadness--
or does it not side at all?
Possessing crumbs of the cosmic balance is clarity...
The only way out is the way through!
Higher consciousness isn't negotiable,
for, it's not surreal.
Penchant for truth; in need of love; muffled abilities -- blank dye.

Written while in college (UGA)