guidepost

guidepost

A Poem by RuseInex
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needing direction and meaning in being

"

i look into the blue an' i see you

through the infinite hue i know you

in the midst of fuzzy logic's illogic

my guidepost, my tower, my shelter is you

i appreciate you an' follow you through the storm


i see indescribable knowledge an' complexity

in every atom, in dna helix an' the like

in insects' mechanical biochemical movement

in every plane of every flick of the eye

of every pulse of every breath of every sense

every dimension of every fact discovered an' known

now future an' forever


requires no explanation 

time alone would not endure nor suffice

nor bring me closer to the truth

if i had all the knowledge of all the sciences

i would still not know enough to be satisfied

knowledge makes a poor companion

knowing you makes my meaning, 

my soul warm an' full, an' content


every direction i turn i see you

every need i yearn, i need you

to guide an' show me the impossible way

beyond my ability, 'cause i'm utterly frail an' worn

soft flesh and mineral bone

tired and shorn of a grip or hold to grasp

that must be overcome an' everlast

through the valley of shadow of death is but one

innumerable others too vast, too overwhelming


i tremble an' fear

i wonder how any soul can withstand

the labyrinth of mazes at each threshold of each road

that must be trod without falling an' yielding to empty despair


i peer through the blue and only see you

through all the quagmire of thought and obscured definition of truth

reality muddled by human religion, philosophy an' politics

life undefined in an ocean of minds' voices come an' gone

an' billion more now and more to come

 

is a wonder to be on this sphere an' be one day to the next

an' survive day to day without a clue

that through the maelstrom of blindness in walking through life

season to season, sunup to sundowns

birthing an' passings 

without your presence guidance and love

i stand not a chance, 

my shepherd, my light 

my everlasting guide

© 2016 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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