PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

though all the same it seems

we much too often suffer

at the hands of pride's most baffling dreams

what each sleep epic covers at best is a

twisted reality of some silent waking torture

whether it be by the black winged dove who

soars in guilt

or the worry that precedes most states of the

unknown

like the coming of yet another summer scorcher

what next lies in store for us

and why is worry above all others such an all

encompassing factor of one's volunteering humanity

and just where in all lies each our individual

spirit's sanity

but ponder we must

is it in the pages of the lovingly well worn

'good book' that Grandma left to me

or is inner peace a specific feeling that God

whispers into the soul when one of his misguided

flock asks that of thee

my life is quite tranquil

nobody to my awareness or knowledge knowingly

hates me

truth I find in its collection by shards

as understanding she too takes lessons

the greatest investment is in their duel ability

to set one free

so know that as I sit within the light of this

inspirational knowledge

no prison on this earth exists

that could ever hope to fully hold me

for I am held 'souly' by God...............

(May 3, 1997)