it is time

it is time

there is a pathway cut

through the wilderness of my consciousness

that my dreams have prepared for me

that takes me to the other side

where my bliss resides

the way is hidden

and perhaps is forbidden

by the elements

of dominions

and principalities

that wish to control my realities

but i will not be deterred

dammit

for i have deferred much to long

tarried and listened to the song

the song of anguish

the lost souls sing

about every little damned thing

even i have chimed in

every once in a while

embracing convolutions

relinquishing my smile

just to feel that i belonged

and right or wrong

i felt i was not alone

but alone i was just the same

for in the game of blame

no one really benefits

but everyone loses

when one chooses

to travel the path

of no responsibility

for our abilities to overcome

are compromised

by our own doing

perhaps if i try these wings i have been carrying

i can rise above

and quit my tarrying

along this path i travel

and perhaps i can unravel

the mysteries

of my seeming inadequacies

that i have been taught

and know that the prize

i have always sought

is mine to claim

and i will do so in my name

this day

my way

yes, let me adorn the wings

i have scorned

for the burden was much to much to bear

let the winds of change

caress my hair and my soul

yes, let me embrace the Sun

the Sun that rises to greet life

and the divine me

as i gather the “Self” of me

and create the reality

that i choose

for i refuse to acquiesce

to the silence

and in total defiance

i declare

it is time

© 5 April 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.