…..a poem
by Harlon Rivers
An
invisible soul stood watching all
Perched
from a vantage point in time
Unnoticed
concealed visions
Misconceptions
of conventional minds
The soul
is not seen visually
Except
through thoughts and deeds
Soundless
actions go unrecognized
Except by
those with needs
A
spiritual soul is watching
all
Gifts
given to infinite minds
Struggle
and strive through madness
Unconscious,
blinded humankind
Perception’s
bridges burning
Organized
guilted forced and crammed
Unrevealed
souls that question
The
brotherhood of man
How can
the soul be perceptible?
Vivid
light murmurs… distinguishable buzz heard
The
background formless silence
As
actions speak louder than words
The form
of life is fading
Light and
darkness too small to see
Free
choice leaves souls unguided
At
journeys birth set free
An
invisible soul lives guided
With
direction and a path
A
spiritual soul the guider
Faith,
love and hope is freedom’s journeys path
Harlon Rivers...3/20/2012
1 comment:
loved it.
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