There Ain’t No Finding Answers At The Bottom Of A Green Glass Bottle
“I wish I knew what to do.
I wish that I knew how to make the church relevant.
I wish that churches were more willing to defy than to seek approval.”
i have come to this place to dream
to lay out in sun light
to drink wine
ponder life and all the meaning
that no longer exists.
i chased it down
and through meadows.
my cobblestones of sweat
my tears the pathways of venice.
i did not find you in the old places,
Wisdom.. even when i looked for you.