Take Me There

A few thoughts:

Take Me There

(A tribute to James Thurber,
with a little help from
Don McClain)

What can you teach me
Should I care
In my loneliness
Deep in despair
Upon this bed of humanity?

Should I assume then
Like a mythical whim
Becoming like man's best friend
In persuit of perpetual happiness
Fetching it like a stick in a pond
Because you threw it out there?

Oh the scent of life's successful endeavor
Over hill and over dale
In all kinds of windy weather
With no crossroads to cover
Only an open mind
A loving heart
Adventurous spirit
An unassuming stare.

Life has no pure definition
Lost in our obsession
But rather an intuition
To take every moment
Like a breath of air
Holding it in
Until we take another
So each holds a special meaning.

So this is what you mean
By the color of the fallen leaves
In which you lie upon and dream
Of another place
Where time has no depth
Or breadth to travel
It is the new Jerusalem
A room in heaven
Noone can share
Take me there.

D.A. Wittler 17’