The Process The Process
Is living experience.
Oblivious until we’re there
The Process The Process
Refining, obnoxious
Compels me again
To Move.
Through seasons and perilous
Opportunities
Uncomfortable reasons to grow
The heroic trials – reveal and require us
At last, get to the show
The Show.
Building our castles
Dear castles we smash into
Pieces dividing
To Dust
Unification
An atom, a nation
A Star reconnecting
To Earth

The Process The Process
Is lived experience.
Obvious once you know.
The Process compels me
Refines and has held me
The satisfaction
Of Home


