Day 10

YOU COME TO A FORK IN THE ROAD – TAKE IT!

Strength and vulnerability. Interesting bedfellows.

Definitely makes for interesting poetry and late night dorm-room philosophical fodder.

Self realization can be a life-changing moment. It can be the trigger that launches the next phase of your life. And when you’re ready to come clean with (and forgive) yourself, it’s much easier to open yourself up to meaningful relationships.

Yes, life can be incredibly stingy with time. Still we often fritter it away. 

And it can take a lot of time to realize that there actually can be strength in vulnerability. 

And with time being as limited as it is, it’s good to learn that while it can still count.

THE MUSIC (SONG 10) – “FORK OF MY LIFE”

“I claim no misapprehensions of what I am.

Written by Andrew Roman and Robert Steel

Produced by Elm Treason

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at Realm Tones Music

The final song (or better yet, the final voice)  of our journey takes us to a proverbial fork in the road….. or rather,  a fork in our lives. Yes, this specific leg of the trip may be at its end, but there’s a whole lot of “next” waiting ahead. “Here we are at the fork now. Care to come along?” That’s what we’re asking:

“FORK OF MY LIFE”

(Listen now. Take it!)

LYRICS


Nod to the day like a pen takes to a page when it’s time to write.

Sight with sound, foot tastes the ground where how meets why.

Down and off from fragments of cross where the outraged thrive,

I’ve saved a space for you here at the fork of my life.

And time don’t care, the little it spares is just a flash, a ripple.

This slice right here is fine. It’s fine.

I claim no misapprehensions of what I am – 

A life lived in spirals and jungles by my own hands.

But these hands are mine, blemished and fine, and I’m now untied. 

So, I’ve got this hand dangling free at the fork of my life.

And time is cold, what little it doles is just a flash, a ripple.

This piece right here is fine.

Morning’s hand fell on me. Felt like it went on endlessly. Felt like it went just for me.

On and on and on until I was gone to the fork of my life facing me… facing me.

There at my feet, the place it should be, like shaken rain,

fallow and foul, face to the ground lays all the blame.

I see it now, can’t tell you how, but I think I’m knowin’ why.

I’ll just say it clear maybe you should be here at the fork of my life.

And time don’t care, the little it spares is just a flash, a ripple.

This slice right here is fine. It’s fine

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