but a test you say

but a test you say

the uncertainty of the next footstep

though not prevailing

does have a permanent home

in the recesses of consciousness

with anguish and trepidation

it laces messages of woe unto all

who would listen

we call it wonder

a pretty little term

dressed in pinks and lilacs

to evade our fears

we have already prognosticated the tears

so that failure would not be so stinging

and we then can tell our selves

“I told you so”

you know what i mean

we have not yet seen

the wonder of our glorious beings

though we dream about it

speak about it

in attempt to conjure it forth

drawing it from the veiled dimensions

of our Supra Consciousness

but those whispering voices

steal our joy

before we can even deploy

something significant

in movement

so we pray

that the day will come

when we are blessed to hit the lottery

or manifest the imagery

of some other far fetched reality

that looms in the silt

buried diamonds

that need to be cleaned and polished

then sold

we sell our selves short every time

don’t we

and yet we beg

plead

to be free

from the Demons we create

that our “Fate”

is understood

and we tell ourselves

we deserve such things

over and over again

we walk this cycle

sometimes we run

that we may again

start all over

funny the pleasure we seek

know that a treasure of self is peeking

as we are seeking

to not discover

the cover of our fears

yet we dare not reveal them

so we seal them

in the seas of our convolutions

again praying for solutions

we already possess

but a test you say

well . . .

5 January 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.

http://www.innerchildpress.com/