Air

No matter how we try
Can one ever be sure
Certainty attracts egotism
With subtle superficial allure
Lost in a string of days
In an endless to do list
The focus always next
In the end, your life is missed
Close your eyes my friend
Breathe the simple air
Be at peace along your road
Worry when you get there
Walk wisely still my friend
Careful where you go
Some possess only bitterness
And truth refuse to know

LH
4/23/14