clarity . . .

clarity  . . .

i gave all that i had

put my pen to the pad

as i awaited the speaking of ink

my attitude ‘twas terse

as i awaited the verse

that brought forth that divine link

there was something inside

to not be defied

for my soul is now awoken

so if “you” dear pen will not write

about my inner light

then i guess this verse must be spoken

so i will speak you a word

you never have heard

about what is new under the Sun

so please hold on tight

as i speak of my night

and my quest to express what is one

so when my inner and outer

makes me a doubter

forward i must continue to press

for i am still seeking more

as i open this door

and i shall accept nothing less

so now here do i sit

and i will not quit

as i listen for the words to come

in the distant soul’s quiet

one can not defy it

the beating of one’s own drum

so i’ll give all i have

my soul’s healing salve

and no stone shall be left unturned

i’m seeking the dark night

that i may bring forth my light

to find what i’ve always yearned

clarity  . . .

(31 October 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.