Look at ourselves on this world in which we live Ever wonder why life seems to pass us by, like water through a sieve We try our best to get beyond our past, or so we think Then walk straight into the quicksand, in-between blinks Oh yes, this is a wondrous world to which we have come to play Rules very simple or become Shark Bait in the Great Cosmic Fillet. Lessons and learning, that's what being human is all about Stuff happens, we become untrusting, bitter, others we flout Words are interesting creatures, we all a different language seem to speak Hearing another, not understanding, relationships turn bleak Control dramas, one-upmanship, not relegated to woman or man A wonder we're the top of the food chain, guess it's the Cosmic Plan. You would think, as long as we have been around That we would begin to learn from mistakes, instead of plowing the same ground What is it about power, domination and other forms of abuse That so intrigues us, we stay in the situation, unable to break loose Just as puzzling, maybe on an equal par, those that stay married to their past Enter into a relationship, receive love and respect, then feel harassed. Things do happen to us, that stuff is now our past Maybe we must spend some time in the Pits of Hell to make the lessons last There does come a time, cut bait and fish, get on with life Or become married to the past, love swimming in pain and strife At one time or another the Great Cosmic Curve Ball hits us out of the blue Look within for answers or just be another vegetable in the Great Cosmic Stew. Many has been the time, I have been ready to give up and quit But as player in the Great Cosmic Learning Game, in the Goddess I trust, I commit I have been with the Maiden, the Mother, and the Crone, face to face Learning everything in life is treasures of value, for each of us to embrace Here to enjoy wondrous evolutionary learning experiences, beyond preordained fate To live life to the fullest, heart wide open, not to become a victim, Cosmic Shark Bait. So it is Written ... So it is ... Jay W. Gasaway: [3/11/97] (c)Birth sign: Not entered
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