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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark


Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

I stand in the not so silent night
Contemplating the resonating of life about me
And me is semi absent form this consciousness
What a mess
The test to find ones way
Out of their own convolutions created
Never to be abated perhaps

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

But we must believe
So they tell us
Or we will never achieve
What I may ask

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

The task at hand always
In all ways
In all the days
Is to find our way
Through our own wilderness

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

My mind stirs and picks at things
Singing song I have forgotten
To annoy me
Or incite me
To further the quest of being free

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

The body has need of things
But there is this thing inside of me
That cares not about such things
For I am enjoying just the “being”-ness of things

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

I cling to the nothingness
In my feeble attempts to make it something-ness
Another fine mess William
For thy inquisitiveness
Comes with a payload of reservations
Doubts and Fears abound
And they never flee
At the sound of my feeble
Soul Blowing of what I claim certain
And certainly I will never overcome
That which is the ultimate validity

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

The moon peaks through the clouded heavens
Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark
There is a distant train whose whistle is blowing
For those who seek the knowing
To awaken
From their soon to be forsaken journey
And still the resonant “I” in me
Wants of things

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

And the equation that fulfills it’s self
Has cosigned to imbalance
So it seems
Yet in the dreams
I am whole, wholly
Even in my folly

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

Am I the light
Or the dark
Or a contextual representation of the complete

Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark

I must ask again
Am I ?
Half Moon Light, Half Moon Dark


© 31 January 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.

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