through the noise and traffic
I fought my way to tonight
like the brash loud car racing
light to light

the crazy race driver on
the public streets
the guy on your
bumper

you can feel him almost cussing away
and honking and in a hurry
that was me
until I got peace

I no longer rev my engine
or try to beat the yellow
I putt-putt
along in the slow lane

now,
wanting to see the leaves of the tree and
all the people and study
what they are doing
in their daily

going on and on,
and the guy with no muffler
now is not me,
the guy has finally won

peace
and contentment
almost walking I am now
and my legs

feet soul are
much better for it.

I want all to feel the  magnificence
try to listen
hush a minute

just about now I heard
the wind music sing again her loathsome song
among the cloudy songs
saw the sky breath
and sea *******
the horizons
innocence
Just about when I thought
i might expect to hear it
so, I might be playing it myself
I have  been known to before,
play songs along the rim of existence
saturating with hope
the unknown
in that central thought in my central
heart soul
I always wandered
in my head along the rim the abyss
teetering
right before
falling in

it's great centerfield defense
and a shortstop that hits for average and power
flamethrowers that can strike out Thor
and a smart decisive strong armed catcher
it's the world series
it becomes the showcase of the best two
and the showdown
like it used to be
in the middle of the street
now a diamond
still dusty
and long awaited for
by both cities:
may the best team win!