within these lines . . .

within these lines . . .

i remember i did not forget

the things that are pertinent to my walk

so many times i remain quiet

as i listen when i should talk

talk about the things of knowing

that we mutually hold within our soul

talk about the love we have yet to re-discover

like that of our days of old

i do know that word has a power

exponentially expanding each day

but like a child i shun the responsibility

for i’d rather be a child at play

playing in the gardens with the butterflies

the flitter flatter and spreading my wings

the uninhibited joys of simply being

let us dance to harmony that life sings

let us not be burdened by the task of man

let us speak of the Angels Magic of voice

let us skip along the paths beyond delusion

for when created we were endowed with choice

so this day there is no need for promise

for the Sun gives promise enough

i am a child of the Universal Source

and thus i was created in Love

for if not love where would i be

would any-thing warrant my thought

within me – you belies the wonder of life

and that is the Light word Spoken and Taught

within these lines . . .

(c) 4 November 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.