I FLUNKED SUICIDE, NOW WHAT?
Waiting in the wings
of life
I pause,
Consider briefly
The meaning,
and
the answers
awaiting.
Take a step,
then two,
then three,
as I stumble
out
upon the Stage
that is Life.
Toward some unknown
unknowing,
shimmering dream
to be made
real
but only if
I follow the
Path
and Mission
My God
has set
before me.
Revealed only
in moments.
Only in
dreams – lucid,
evocative, erotic,
nightmarish.
Only when
I open myself
to the possible
and impossible.
I am on stage
and
I am open.
