to discover

to discover

i stood at the gate

and before me

was an ethereal garden

where the expectations

that speaks to the light

of my journey awaits

my exploration

i could hear a whisper

being spoken from the soils

begging me

to grace it’s damp earthy essence

with that of my bared Soles

of my feet

my bared Soul

footprints were awaiting

my impressions

that i may simply say

i have been this way before

and i and the garden

became one expression

of a beauty

still awaiting me

to discover

© 20 August 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.