was not that difficult really,

is it?

to run away from temptation,

to cling to –

love.

nuanced, the devil plays with emotions, words,

logic, reasonings led eve to question!

how’s the walk with the world been?

ah,

a constant desire for more,

keeps growing, never satisfied,

greed –

eating so very much but still

it is not enough.

and that’s just one,

spirit.

it’s been a merry road you know,

meeting all these spirits,

i see them in the mirror,

their eyes shine like the color of mine

when i blink, they blink,

and yet

oh

what a price of ever needing more.

you walk pass the door,

it’s easy to miss –

no advertisers shout, jump or raise flags,

it’s just this plain looking door,

you know all these social movements,

all these values placed in symbols –

with the pendulum swinging always;

just too much force, smashes the table.

swings again,

over correction.

but this plain door,

doesn’t quite enchant, doesn’t quite blow the mind,

and inside the dwelling,

a humble man, soft spoken, dressed in rags,

again not impressive,

nothing to wow about,

i did not have to impress, i did not have to lie,

i did not have to fake, i did not have to pretend

to be something i was not.

i could just be,

it is difficult these days you know,

no one talks like they used to –

it’s all very hushed up today,

polite short talks,

a semblance of love –

a semblance, a shadow really,

barely breathing.

cuts off

like a wire snapped,

you don’t see these relationships go anywhere,

it’s all hush hush these days,

unless you’re a kid, still in school,

the umbrella hasn’t quite been eroded yet,

hush hush –

i could tell this man anything,

he accepts me for who i am,

and that’s rare,

that’s mighty rare these days

where no one even wants to stay

around for a coffee break.

an easy excuse,

a fast depart,

unless there’s something more,

and even then … … more what?

lust only grows,

pride blinds.

ah enough of this now,

the man walked, follow he said,

it really was as simple as that.