THE WAY BACK

i go back @ irregular intervals
the landscape has always changed
people are older or have died
stories are shared in time capsules
every thing becomes historic
i realize then all cliches are true-
"you can never go home again"
"the way out is the way in"
"whatever people say-it is still just opinion"
Every thing i ever thought has been proven wrong
(even then,among the devastation,some things align..
agreement on issues(temporary and time tuned)
agreement on "reality"and what this means
agreement on choices made and results gained
Even the way back gets lost in time
Eventually,we will be marooned in moments
on islands of perception that define us
and will become part of that Great Chain Of Being
that is born,grows,declines and dies
THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANT!
I WANT TO BE ALIVE!
I will not regress to childhood,nor adolescence
nor deny or defy the process of moving like a boat through time
I will enjoy this moment now(as a flower)
and watch as others climb/backwards in mists of memories
to seek a mythical peace that never was
to hold on to a past that has irretrievably gone
There is no way back.There never was.
Hold on and then release these lines of song
as they wing their way to unknown spaces
caught like bees in the amber of time.