So long the lyrics,
speaking to my heart and mind.

Where do the words come from,
that register the emotion,
and logic of a moment.

Had to be the 90’s,
when I reached back to the 70’s,
to answer questions,
well beyond the scope of my knowledge.

“Sittin’ by that highway side”,
a metaphor for the celestial journey,
I was trying to comprehend.

My arm was extended,
to lift up those below,
while reaching to the heavens,
praying for salvation.

I was lost, I was found.

The seed has fallen,
between a rock and the fertile soil.

One more time,
the effort is being made,
seeking an answer,
only you can provide.