PrE- exiSt

"Cease to just 'exist'."
Trying to Live
Don't look under my bed.
There's a monster beside,
Just not under my bed

FOUR WAY POINT

 I thought I saw it all falling into place
 Just then, a few hit the brakes
 I realized I was on a four way street
 Half way down there, the lights turned green

    I drove as the clear sky echoed my serenity
    The music I had on, sang straight to me
    I stopped at the light as my thoughts drove off
    That's when, I see her glide and then freeze to a stop.

 Fraught on solutions, I start my flight
 'Dreams for some, cost a dime'
 I left the pack, belieiving I would
 Found myself, learning more than I should

    Uncertain conclusions, amdist furious questions
    I make a few lies, today's solutions
    I have to pick a goal, so I can begin
    My drive today with a new life mission

 Random temporary landings part of my path
 So much is clear, as I fly off and start
 I see it across the busy intersection
 I descend carefully as I ponder on my next action

    Transfixed now at the rare pleasure
    A determined butterfly crossing route 29's measure
    Majestic, yet a little flustered by the urban intereference
    She glides on with purpose- a row of drivers entranced with the occurence.

 I look either way to see red, 'was taught that's when to move ahead'
 My dreams secure, I ascend again for my landing pad
 Only to hear the sudden rage and feel the gust of motor fumes
 A whole side of the road seemed to charge to an angry tune.

    The music in the car and the bright sun dissolve to a distance and hide
    I feel one with the promise of her determined flight
    I'm awakened from my lesson, loud honks from behind
    I oblige and start my turn, at the waiting green light

    As I turn, I get close enough to see
    Her determination a little faltered, as she struggles and keels
    Moving few yards ahead, a look in the rear view mirror
    Tells me her far reaching dreams at this point don't matter..

    I drive on dazed and pull up at my parking spot
    Stop and wonder about what just came about
    Did she make it across- somehow I think I would too, if she did
    She'd find her dime, the lesson was so naked...

I froze and whirled across a few furtive glances, as some sped my way,
Turning with a faint screech, I caught another's eyes, a sympathetic and encouraging pair
Closed mine, flew blindly and then opened them to a gentle thud
I had reached across and bumped my wings against a Dandelion bud.