Rain is running wild on these paved streets this Halloween. Yet warmth is present and gloom free from the smile on my face. I’m gaining on my dreams at an increasing pace. Dreams that will take me far but always return me to this place. Michigan is my home and that is a choice. I feel progress in every conversation, every voice.
Those I love and many I don’t even know believe in me and it is moving. Poetry these days seems but a distraction even though I once found it soothing. A lesser man than I am today refused to commit to his words. A lesser man than I am today was compromised for undeserving girls. Today these fingers and these hands go to work for the world. Today these fingers and these hands are my vehicle to preach love and peace.
Tomorrow I will rise more eager than today. Tomorrow I will rise and tap into the well that is my soul to find a way to help you believe everything is going to be okay! Years from now all of this will be but a blur. Years from now I may even know the love of her. Years from now they will ask us how we did it? Years from now I will tell them that more than water we are made with love and born to give it! Years from now there will be no doubt of our intentions. Years from now we will laugh when they try and say happiness could be the result of an invention. Years from now we will tell them that only choice could have relieved such tremendous tension.
Only choice and commitment will save our species and planet. Only choice and commitment will save your soul and not damn it. Only choice and commitment will save the things you love. Only choice and commitment will save you from the weight of the world above.