Lucky Man

I hear soft music haunting sitar riding the low wave of a synthesizer bass I am perplexed by the choice I must make be taken by the song or fight the twisting pain in my chest 'In search of the lost chord' that Moody Blues title I've found it! here in the between space 'Visions of Paradise' 'Steppin' in a Time Zone' I'm dying and I can't stop listening can't stop the pain subsides and I am crossed I think the music and vision now clear and strong George is playing the sitar and the synthesizer is not a synthesizer but the wave itself the beach I return to each Summer Vincent humms along as he paints a wheatfield that fades in and out over the horizon and the Sun is blazing there in a white suit I see him "The Lucky man..." John says to Marilyn as he turns toward me ..."you've made the grade" the Sun suddenly falls behind the horizon the music fades I begin moving back to the center of all there was and for a moment there is nothing no sound no light then a voice "It looks as if he's decided to return" I awake to see a man in a very long beard, dressed in white with round spectacles staring down at me "I'm Dr. Wall...Russ Wall" "You're a lucky man! looks as though it's just another day in the life of... what was your name, friend?"

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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