at times we are at odds with others
folks who should know better–
we’re no pushovers for their lame incantations
at times we’re at odds with ourselves
struggling to find an answer
something to set us free
at times we look into the deep misplaced sky–
some place that barely exists
except for our imaginations of things to become
and always we are left to wonder
if there is any true goodness that can save us
when we’re in over our heads with no place else to go
Poetic Alchemist 
Its been awhile ..not visiting your blog I guess ..its with facebook and tweeting ..it makes us..I mean me more azy
Very good!