You give me an answer, God
and he sat on the steps thinkingrealizing that he was quite reclused.
knowing that there was only one thing in the world he wanted to do
which was to walk slowly through this open field
dotted with purple flowers,
slightly dried, slightly thistled,
with the mountains in the distance.
its nearing winter, and the air is drying
its getting bleak,
but the sky stretches out,
with masses of clouds above, in a huge swirl.
and then you're on your own,
trudging through, with a blue jacket, camera in hand
sling bag on shoulder.
he also knows why hes reclused.
sometimes things are a little too hard to revisit.
its hard to arrive at any other disposition
when theres no solution
and the hardest point in your life hasnt been what other people subject you to,
but things sometimes God cant seem to answer
of course i asked why, i still ask why, sometimes.
but can you reach any other nature?
give me an answer first, or anything i see,
seems somewhat bleak. i dont try, it happens.
when it happened to my uncle this year,
it brought it back. i mean how else could you see things?
until i get an answer.
until i get an answer.
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