What seemed right and what felt right
Pulled in two quite different ways;
I drove into the desert ‘neath
The unforgiving rays
My heart, it wanted change, to get
A new life, a new start;
My mind said, “Everything is fine.
Don’t listen to your heart.”
For life’s responsibilities
Had greatly weighed me down;
The desert spoke of dying things
Of ghost lives, and ghost towns —
I drove for the entire day
And as the sun was setting
Decided I should stay the course
And that I’d been forgetting
What my life had been like before.
Once home, as I undressed,
I kissed my sleeping wife
And settled down to take some rest.
My instincts haven’t always
Been the greatest friend to me:
For if I listened, I’d have lost
All my reasons
To be
(“To Change My Life…?” – 12-16-2014)
