Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Ashes to ashes

My brothers ashes have cascaded over the waterfalls.
And I have my own.

In my mind's eye, I am riding on one of those human conveyer belts one sees in airports.
I'm unclear on my destination.
Pictures and symbols and numbers swirl past me.


I feel I should discipher them. Understand their meanings.
But I'm stunted.
self-conscious in my impediments.


it's a gong show... said...

Self-conscious in my impediments. Boy can I relate to that. I am one of those that is always searching for the answers and have come up to many brick walls. As frustrating as that is, I also feel that everyday I learn more and more about who He really is. What He really wants for us. We will never understand it all or be able to discipher the "symbols and numbers" but one day it will all become very clear to us. 'Til that day my friend...

Romeo Morningwood said...

Ignore all of the advertisements on the walls and check your ticket again... all you need to do is to make sure that you are heading to the correct Departure Gate.

Thank goodness that you 'arrived' nice and early. Relax and try to imagine how wonderful it will be to get away from it all.

Don't sweat it if the nice lady in the uniform is reaching for a pair of latex gloves. You've got nothing to hide.

lettuce said...

understanding isn't always all its cracked up to be.

i think.

take care Joyce.

Roo said...

i hate those conveyor belts. they scare me. whenever i step onto one, i feel like i'm gonna trip and fall on my face.

i'd rather walk BESIDE a conveyor belt if i had a choice.