FOR A FRIEND

                                                        FOR A FRIEND



I so want to make it better
for you, coincidence
or roads diverted,
spiritual immediacy
words tossed freely.
We wrap our minds
in illusion, believing ego
is in control, immortal,
needing no one.

Frightened, God yes,
to cry, to fear pain
retching from us, pouring
from bounded wounds.
Some days we look
to be as crumbling,
mortar, dripping cement.
Our choices are few.
We just give up!

I miss you alot when you're off
on your three day adventures,
roaming, singing, playing hooky-
BEING some place, any place,
a spot in the clearing
looking for peace.
Is it found anywhere?
I don't know girl, I don't know.

One thousand times stronger than me.
I so much want to make it better,
as you have  made it better for me.