are mine to find

are mine to find

i have chased butterflies

and impregnated dreams

in the fields of my Lorde

i have see days

when the longings of my heart

and the thirst of my curiosity

could not be abated

nor sated

i have tasted the bitter fruit

the unripened

and the sweet as well

and each bite

had a divine story to tell

i have experienced

elated thoughts

that i never believed

would be

could be

grounded again

i  have uncovered

and exposed

smiles upon the faces

of children

and adults alike

i have shook hands

shared ideas

and broken bread

with those whom i thought to be

strangers

who thus revealed unto me

that we were kin folk

i have found a certain solace

in the quiet eyes

and gentile ways

of the elderly

who blessed me in barter

with the gift of their wisdom

in exchange for my time

and my ear

i have walked

the wonder of the field

and the wood

and was introduced

to a realm of existence

a wonder about me

i / we often ignore

i have seen

pink skies

blue skies

red skies

grey skies

yellow skies

white and purple too

all with these wonderful

pair of eyes

that share it’s joys

with my heart

i have stood naked

and unabashed

in torrential rains

and the soft alike

and felt a deep cleansing take place

in my soul

as my entire essence

was purged of the stains

and soiled feelings

i did not readily wish

to let got

there have been many a mountain

in my life

many i passed by

some i climbed

of which many i did not crest

nor put forth my best effort

yet just the same

i am still the richer

for the experience

of trying

and vying

to see if i can

i have laid upon my back

daydreaming

musing

watching the clouds of those skies

as they watched over me

and we played together

a game of “Shape Shifting”

becoming something other

than what we were

i have stood on many a beach

and looked out upon the vastness

of a seemingly endless ocean

with my toes dug in the wet sands . . .

and the soft beached waves

caressed my feet

whispering tales

of far off lands

far off beaches

far off sands

that are a part of my horizons

and my here

i have spent days

putting aside duty

to indulge

in the wonder

of letting go

while daydreaming

for no particular reason

or agenda

i was free

i have spent much time in my life

studying . . .

me

attempting to see

what else i could be

or what was wrong

to see what kept me

from singing my life song

clearly

that which i dearly

cherish

there have been some answers

and many perhaps i did not hear

but life continued with its agenda

it’s venue of progression

and i could not stay in the past

no matter how much i tried

for “Now” always reminded me

of what was important . . .

being ”Here”

i have been extremely blessed

in my life

when i tire

i rest

when i hunger

i eat

or i fast

when i thirst

i drink

if i can

i can smile

or not

but most importantly

i can choose

so i do

choose to be happy

here

where all these magnificent possibilities

and life options

are mine to find

© 18 July 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.

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