Eyes Wide Open (a song poem)

If I were to have a grave stone, which I won’t, it would read: “From nay sayer to way shower.” The way to any truth is narrow and sometimes lonely, and no matter how you spin it philosophically, the Way of Truth is Love. All else is simply treading water.

Let Love lift you up to new heights, and you’ll see farther than you’ve ever seen before, above the shadows of worldly emptiness. On a clear day, you can see forever.

LBM 10/23/2019 (now I have that song in my head. It’s a good song).

Mr Heron, up above the world so high. Spotted with my eagle eye (I can so too rhyme. I just choose not to. lolol).