Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.
Two souls, alas, are housed within my breast
And each will wrestle for the mastery there.
-- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Let this little anecdote
provide an illustration
about a good antidote
to inner confrontation.
Old grandpa -- veteran of World War One
recalls again a battle at a wooded site
often using his point finger for a gun
and describing that merciless fight.
"We attack, and they retreat to the wood
then they regroup and now make us all run
but not for long, so we push hard as we could
so it went back and forth like it wouldn't be done."
Now, little grandson, all impatient, will shout:
O.K., grandpa -- will you say how it all ends
who stays in wood dead, and who gets out
or you just decided to all be good friends!"
"Well, just when our luck seemed to turn a little good
forest ranger came when a bush started to burn
and kicked our fighting asses out of his wood
warning us not to ever, ever try to return."
Now, this story itself may not deserve a big clap
but if some big dilemmas are conflicting inside
play forest ranger and just stop all the crap
while not allowing a victory to either side.
© 2022 Val Karas