Just Running

Remember the days

We used to lay

Underneath the sun

Those days are done

Now you see a race

All over my face

I just keep running

Without a clue

I just keep running

What else can I do?

Even on a break

By the seaside bay

Thinking I’m free

But my mind will not stay

Messages arrive(on my phone)

(And the) race gets alive

I just keep running

Without a clue

I just keep running

I’m stuck in a loop

I try to find a reason,

A goal that feels complete,

Every call every tweet

Chase me back to my feet.

I just keep running

Without a clue

I just keep running

The race is all I do

I know I know I’m in the flow,

I should let it go.

But I just keep holding on,

As clocks just tick along.

God Quadrant

A candle’s brief flame,

A star’s endless light—

Both born of one source,

Both bound in the finite.

We call it free will,

Yet rivers yield to the sea.

The cosmos favors the probable,

Not the bold, nor the free.

Waves still break as empires fall,

Lightning fades yet leaves its scar.

Prayers take root beyond our call,

Kingdoms vanish, silent, far.

A maze of hidden doors,

Each cause unlocks another.

No measure here of time or space,

Yet all paths meet each other.

In fire and flood, in chance and plan,

In roots that break, in skies that span—

All truth is drawn, all paths relent,

All within the God Quadrant.