Chasing waterfalls

The last time I felt 
certain about something 
was when I left the city

and felt the freedom of
the open road
pulling me into lush forests

to chase waterfalls and follow
creeks that knew
far more about where they

were going than I did 
had seen more
life than I ever would


--
April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 16: the last (blank)

Your mean-ing

I just don't know what
you mean when
you say you're a follower

of a religion whose deity
clearly stated that 
the greatest spiritual law is 

to love one another as 
you love god;
to judge not; to forgive. 

And yet, you judge. Harshly.

You call it god as you
judge true followers
who know to love you

despite the self-righteous wrath
you spew at
people whose lives, decisions, and

agony you could never imagine.
They will never
forget your judgment. Your mean-ing.




Poetic Bloomings #63 - Uncertainty, I don't understand