the quest

i keep on incurrin these thangs
makin excuses for actions not taken
all b'cause i wanna spend time with you
more now inside my head
does God bless our thoughts?
yet um here movin other work aside
lookin the other way
movin be/tween the shadows
tryin to give Light the slip

so i question/challenge the reality of
     this situation
     our situation
i dig my hands into the hearth
n rescue what would appear to some
as this incredible array of excuses
for wantin to be with you
more today than all of our yesterdays combin'd

i question/challenge my own
     brand of madness
     our madness
i look deep into the glassy eyes
of uncertainty and feel nowhere to turn
n yet i want all the thangs of this
Promise that we are conceiv'd
in this Holy Present Fire

i question/challenge the right to
     this joyous inquiry into happiness
     our happiness
i drift be/tween dimensionless visions
of my own longin's n abandon'd dreams
from ah life now vaguely foreign to me
inside this Present re-existence
where i long for that somethin physical
matter to-day that is feminine from those Days past

so i question/challenge this minute
     awakenin to new life
     our new life-awakenin
i stand up tall for this open'd Present
where doubt n fear are unceremoniously ask'd to leave
exit the nearest door
move outta our world
your hand reaches out for mine
our bodies draw near the other
as we seek comfort n safety  ( S from ah world gone mad)
inside the shelter of each other's arms.

Poems: the quest

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