You’re trying to catch
The song in your head
Hoping to mix it all up
Make sense of it
Before you’re dead
It’s another weeknight
And you can’t sleep
Mental passions override
Basic physiology
Caught up in believing
Before you’re even fully aware
The eyes of your faith turn red
Lack of rest
Absence of determination
Direction
You know, it’s really not that hard
To understand how to live
Truly human
Dirt, grunge and beauty
Billions of women and men
Walked before
They had to adapt to
Strange places
Just like this
Even more
Waits up ahead
Unexpected happiness
Everyday bliss
Ordinary touch
Of heaven
A mundane glory
A mundane glory
Copyright ©2005 Andrew Jack Rhodes
Andy Rhodes Poetry 