Wednesday, November 9, 2011

meditación

a place i knew once spoke to me
and told me of its life
of strength, dedication, blood and strife
it invited me to see

gave me a treasure trove
unpacked the richness in its inner alcove
reinvigorated a desperate dreamer
ignited a passion in a glorious fever

a necessary and productive venture
one embedded with growth and truth
forcing us to reinspect this creature
this body, this soul, inner turmoil we sooth

perhaps we perilously plunge into the unknown
but is the peril as pejorative as we perceive?
or will it deconstruct? a new creation grown.
the former for which we take no time to grieve

ultimately we sail to a new horizon
greeted with an incredible prescription
unsure of how long the healing effects will last
a difficult task--suspension of the past

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