from where i come

from where i come

we embrace a concept

that things must be done

that we may validate

self

journey

purpose

esteem

and dreams

to be

or not to do

to do

or not to be

what was that question you asked ?

where in the garden is the middle road

the Awakened One spoke of ?

or was it beyond the border

where the absence of suffering lived

you know

that village down the road

by the way,

where is that road

where does it begin ?

i myself have wandered for many a year

not always diligent

not always seeking

but always indulging

in something or another

there were many a sweet slumber

where dreams of miniscule things

such as a sweet embrace

were actualized

and i smile now

for it was those moment

that now loom so significant

in this little hovel

i live in now

there was a time

i cared not to dream

of such things as gardens

and now i am a forgone horticulturist

yes, forgone

for all other thoughts

have seemingly died

along that roadside

many years ago

but i remember them

for they earmarked

the steps of maturity along the way

maturity did you say ?

scratch that

for i still am in some sort of fog

however the contexuality

has changed

as life redressed it’s agendas

and me too

these days i anxiously await sign

to see that slightest showing of green

that signifies new life

as it crest the furrows

for what i do know

this is life

and with any providence at all

perhaps there will be a fruit

of some kind

this i do enjoy

so i plant seeds

along my road side

should i have to be redressed again

and visit that place

from where i come

(c) 29 December 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.