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.