guidepostA Poem by RuseInexneeding direction and meaning in beingi 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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Added on May 9, 2016 Last Updated on May 9, 2016 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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