all my life . . .

all my life . . .

clarity

alignment

attuned

understanding

why

are words that dance

upon my consciousness

it is the essence of feelings

that emanates from my deep core

that of my Soul Speak

as it realizes it disconnectedness

it’s dis-able-ness

from some alternative reality

that appears as surreal

i look up at the Stars in the Heavens this night

and i remember

vaguely

when i too was free to roam

as i so pleased

that of the Cosmic wonder

created just for me

i see the glistening light

that resonates

from without

to within

and again

i am reminded

of those questions i ask

for i am blinded

to the task

oft’ times

and in my rhymes

i seek solace

solace from the looming anguish

and i, in the “know”

know there is no language

that completes me

save that which i pray

will one day

be spoken to me

and in the mean time

i play this game of Cosmic Scrabble

in my earnest attempt to unravel

the mystery

of

clarity

alignment

attuned

understanding

and

why

these are words that dance

upon my consciousness

all my life . . .

 

© 1 May 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.