Having Been
Having been a seeker, I danced with watercolors, I traveled among leather-clad musicians, who always fed me well. Having been a thinker, I slept upon waterfalls beneath iron mountains, jumping below on occasion to drink poetry in blue-black corners, As a politico, I made choices from the heart, stopping every few decades to pick up the box of assumptions left hanging in a distant wind. As a laborer, I worked every hour for the price of admission to the tent show called "the system," I sat through each performance refusing to show my appreciation for being allowed to survive. When I had been aged enough, I came to believe in afterthought, Early mornings are best to recover all that has been lost.