Sunday, March 2, 2008

Poetry Is What I Live

Commanding Troops in all of its chaos....making decisions....sending Soldier's on missions....taking care of them....no sleep...busy...running...working out...trying to read...trying to breath....be patient.....take it in....be spiritual.....love my family from a distance...smile when I hear my daughters voice.....startled by rockets.....subtle tension.....feeling adrenaline....I am alive.....I am being me............and praying for more days to do so and live what is in this moment. Caught up in the here and now...the colors blend....train moving fast...living going on.....lives being lost...staring out of the window...hind sight is 20/20....

1 comment:

Tara said...

"Poetry Is What I Live"...such a true statement in itself.