By Rick Eby

So many choices and so little time.
Who do I see? Where do I go?
Hoards of ideas inhabit my mind.
How do I choose what to do?

I’m an Artist, a Student, an Entrepreneur.
Creating and learning and living in love.
Options bombard me like hail in a storm.
Where will I find guidance? Inside or above?

Exploring my music, my life, as it grows,
I’ve got to find focus, on me, and on you.
Working together in life as it flows,
how do I choose what to do?

Cleaning my mind using paper with lines,
as songs and ideas, expressions of love,
sprout from my being like tree climbing vines.
Where will I find guidance? Inside or above?

Finding my feelings, in loving and life.
Searching and singing, dancing I go.
Building, or writing, or playing the fife,
how do I choose what to do?