i am scared of commitment
of choosing a path
of staying a course
life is not one river or road
but a delta
a lane less highway at rush hour
a race to some
vague idea,
that we have learned to believe
will be better than where we are now,
waiting
over the horizon
and whenever en route
i find myself feeling
that there are only
more cars, more water,
more water, more cars,
unidentifiable dead ends,
off ramps to bad neighborhoods,
global warming
and drought
to evaporate us all
into
nothingness again.
Floyd Crenshaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-great-faith/
