in a hurried life we miss the quiet moments presented to us
codes used long ago still have meaning; but only if we understand
i often wonder if things that look abandoned actually are
in turbulent times we dream of blue skies and hope that x marks the spot
we change the landscape to suit our needs; then must fix the changes we made
some signs we ignore others need to be taken more seriously
before the next storm hits the news, we could use a moment to dry off
i can sit for days watching everyone else in constant motion
it is exhausting trying to find some quiet amid all the noise
we ask the questions so the answers will help us find our direction
uptown jack 