i remember . . .

i remember

another day with the Mountain

a Divine and Majestic Grandeur

of which my Soul can not take for granted

yet my Temporal Mind

does attempt to minimize this connection

for it feels threatened

when it looks upon the face of Eternity

found in my Mountain

and the Age Old struggle

exposes it’s finiteness

in this illusion

built upon the denial of death

and the embracing of the infinite

so be the paradox of existence

is it the dream that has no end

or the wakefulness

and i defer my reflection to the Mountain

the Fountain of my endlessness

where i and my Mountain

have witnessed a 10,000 lifetimes

in 10,000 ways

and the countless days

when the Sun still Rose

to kiss the essence

of life

and yet in the presence of consciousness

we vacillate

and deludedly allow our divine to dissipate

into the ether of non beliefs

of it’s own shadows of the surreal

denying what it is we feel

that we are One with the Source of all things

and our Souls sings the Silent Song

of remembrance

i remember

29 March 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.