- Born on: August 9, 1957
- Departed on: October 13, 2017
- Resided in: Cedar Rapids, IA
Arnold Keith Tiegen
A Wandering Soul My soul wanders into places unknown, Barren, what happened to the seeds sown? Plenty of sunlight and rain, still nothing grows. Leaves start to fall as a cold wind blows. I wander within, reality and dreams, Reality bites, or so it seems. Realizations of things yet to come, Dreams are the source, where they are from. The world is in color, I remain black and white. First comes the sun and then there is night. Circles of life my soul wanders through, Colors paint pictures of all that I view. It’s been raining for days, it won’t relent. I see time pass and then wonder where it went. I see a reflection in a puddle on the ground, Perhaps my mind is too tightly wound. I try to fix a hole where the rain gets in, But the rain has soaked in below my skin. I reflect upon times spent in the sun, But I’ve hopped within, the web I spun. Still my soul wanders, looking for a place. It all disappears, without leaving a trace. My mind grows numb from all these thoughts, While my soul searches, it is tied up in knots. Arnie, your wandering soul has finally found it's way home. We'll meet you again, on the other side...
Your pain free now brother, Rest In Peace You find your peace now ,We all love and will miss your you, My enduring love. Lyle
