01 May 2012

The Vision (poem)

You walk
Out of the mists
And see
A vision
Beholding it
In silence
For there
Before you
You see
Your life
As it fits
Into what is
And that the things
That are
Within yourself
Are all that is
And you cry out
In agony
You gave away
Your light
To the things
Of this world
Trying to hold on
And stay here
Where in truth
You are only
A visitor

(Written at Naval Training Center, San Diego, February 1986.)

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