Returning to Earth <br /> for the big slow-down <br /> physically incorrect; <br /> amnesia of the necessary kind; <br /> cosmic know-it-all <br /> to dimwitted pledge <br /> in the University of <br /> Mind/Thought/Intention/Action <br /> with a major in Connection, <br /> a minor in Ethics and Truth. <br /> <br /> This is no snap course <br /> there will be pop-quizzes <br /> those who fail miserably <br /> will be held over <br /> <br /> Those who pass will have the option <br /> - will be encouraged - to return, <br /> to work toward more degrees, <br /> until a Master's sets them free. <br /> <br /> Them (me, you, I) us: Classmates <br /> since the beginning of time, <br /> which only exists on Earth - <br /> time after time, as time goes by, <br /> wasting time, just in time, <br /> my time is your time, <br /> I've got nothing but time, <br /> and time marches on <br /> (tick, tock, tick, tock) . <br /> <br /> 'Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket' <br /> ride a shooting star (shoot on a riding star) <br /> toward the light, through the tunnel, <br /> to the mansions where others have gone <br /> to prepare a place; waiting on the steps <br /> to welcome you home <br /> and that's the way it truly is. <br /> <br /> Look around; this is hell <br /> (A hell-of-a-lot of fun too) <br /> The ‘ Devil‘ that made you do it <br /> Is a fellow student, or a recycled idea <br /> whose time never was. <br /> <br /> Laugh, love, release. <br /> Question, respond, care. <br /> Home is just a breath away. <br /> <br /> 1937/2001<br /><br />Jim Boone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaving-home-12/
