so hard sailing smoothly

so hard sailing smoothly,

on wide and choppy seas,

never learned to read the stars,

no maps for guiding me.

not so easy hiking our mountain,

with baggage on my back,

cannot see a forest or the trees,

or landmarks to mark a track.

nothing i am doing i have done before,

the familiar is just a ruse,

try i will to take for granted,

a family is just no use.

cars need gas, trains need coal,

this chassis wants to move,

keep that engine warm and wet,

get in to a nice groove.

at least i have a destination,

to plant what i have grown,

through twists and turns i am getting there,

soon i will get home. 

From "Practicing My Chops"

June 4, 1992

Brooklyn 
Edited August 11,2016
Taichung