It seemed like a good day for poetry…

Maybe there are days when you feel like you get in your own way and complicate your journey. I know the feeling well…

I create too many rules
     dreaming of an ordered life
          It is fantasy

Like creations of sand by the ocean side,
     my ideals are fleeting
          carried away by the flow of life

Freedom and truth are two and one
     I am set free by truth, toward truth
          and its freedom.