Posts Tagged ‘future’
Sun Rise

On a wild horse
Not broken yet
I’m thrown about
Holding on yet
No purpose, stuck
Magnified
No direction, stuck
Can’t ride
In the darkness
From the deep they rise
I see the ghosts
I hear their cries
Then I hold your hand
I see your smiles
I hear the ocean
I see the sun rise
I Vow to Live it Well
I had a dream. I was on an escalator taking me into the future. I could not get off. Or go back.
My fate, my destiny was fixed. At the end was darkness. I was glad to wake up.
My challenge in the present is to distract myself from that paralysing vision. To live the best I can….for as long as I can.
I have my relationships, those I love. These are my priority.
I am “retired”. But I choose not to accept this as I feel that to be alive means I must add value. I must make things better. I must fix things. I must reinvent myself.
I’m creating a home. I’m learning a new language. I write and compose music. I travel.
But I yearn for more. I am restless for more.
I consider the problems of the age – Inequality, Housing for the next Generation, Climate Change, Innovation, Productivity, Communication, Politics and Democracy. Can I help create a new Politics? Can I help reduce Inequality? Can I help produce new Climate Change policies? Or are all these but distractions. In the end I am on the escalator. In the end I will add little value except perhaps to those I love.
I have dark days. I have good days. But what is life without struggle?
I remember a line in my song “We are Not Alone“…
“ I did not plan for this but now I vow to live it well”.
The Centre can’t Hold
The giant heavy wheel turns slowly
And I smell fear in the air
And many must make decisions
With no sage to guide them thereThe cycle of birth and growth
Is relentless, ruthless and blind
Evolution asks many questions
I can’t answer in my small mindThey’re complacent and blind to change
They pushed too hard and too fast
They allowed the weeds to grow
And now they choke the flowers at lastIt’s 100 years, that’s a century
Since the world fell apart
There’s a feeling of something similar
And there’s a feeling of a startChange is in the nature of things
I cannot control how things unfold
I feel things fall apart again
I feel the centre can’t hold