Take A Bow

I cannot imagine how short this life is staged Only once will this body give a name to this precise accord This life is like a chord strung all too soon The song is over then it’s through

Atop a Mountain View

I take a third party approach to life to view my deeds from up high and to examine the plank in my own eye For when I am bound to a singular view I pick the specs out of undeserving prospects Tunnel vision reappears when I’m stuck in my own shift of gear Approaching this true…