We only know

We think when something ends in our life

That we will be braced for it, but very often that’s not the case

We only know when we get the hit.

We assume we’ll hear big explosions, or messages bright and clear

When usually we’re just in shock …. what the hell is going on here?

We assume at least vibrations and messages telling us when and why

When in fact, there is none of that; you only sit there and cry.

We feel that we understand things and the people around us too

But time and again it’s more a case of “Wow.  That I never knew”

At least there should be warning sounds, the kind that the cell phone brings,

And from what I hear, it’s not just ordinary folks,

It’s the same dilemma with kings.

You would think there would be some vibrations, and fireworks in the sky

But most of the time it’s a silent world as you wipe the tears from your eye

And shouldn’t there be a warning, telling you there’s a coming clash?

Not at all; often the story just comes to you when you jump from the sudden lash.

The thing to remember is be prepared to admit yes, somehow you missed the train

And resolve to make absolutely sure it doesn’t happen again

And above all, in most situations, concede, slow down and let go

Stand close and say it out loud or whisper, “I’m sorry. I did not know.”

We live in this cocoon of “Me, me, me.” Whether with someone or alone

And when fracture comes, the feeling shocks us and leaves us numb as we moan

And while we can make the repairs later that are needed to float the boat

We must discard the word “later”, remind yourself with a note.

Okay, it taxes your patience, like a shadow it follows you

The thing is to simply see all that as something you have to do

Finally, as you’re in the struggle, don’t give up, it’s a constant train

So when you miss one connection, remember the train comes around again.