------Damn Canyons------
Each life is a maze
of intricate confusion
we follow without maps
or previously beaten pathways.
Stumbling in the light,
led by the scent of the wind,
going somewhere, nowhere
in circles
eternally seeking dim horizons.
somehow sensing,
waiting close at hand,
yet unobserved,
lies contentment and resolution.
As expectation and energy expire
in life's waning moments,
the nova of realization
illuminates harmony and perfection,
that pathway of satisfaction,
only to find the way blocked
by self-made canyons,
boxed in by responsibilities
and commitment.
Those damn canyons....
R. Wayne Porter