what if...

What if all we saw was smooth black-white glass?
Pale stares into light-absorbing morass.
Or these apathetic rays of piercing glances
Deflected from white forever away in angular trances.

What if absolute reason were grains of sand
Held tightly in the span of one's hand?
Giving granular notions for finite thought
Thieving broader options in limited plot.

What if in a pondering maze
We thought about one sure beckoning gaze.
The basis of life for all to intersect,
Sadly still rejecting hearts callously reject.

But what if there was a sharp vertical mark
Etched in glass, separating  light and dark ?
All choose which side to fix his vision
Some Light, others dark antithetical division.

Is there room for common ground?
I imagine the width of a series of points is sound.
It is not the tight-rope walker's dream,
Hoping harmony who shall He redeem?

We hold out our hands to meet their reach
And pull them from their tightly clenched beach.
And as engulfing light wraps untorn,
Welcome lovely child, you are reborn.

(c) rick

"for those who have not yet seen ... "

Author's Note

Re-write!

Reviews

[Traci]

This is a wonderful piece of art with lovely imagery. You raise very thought provoking questions that leave the reader pondering. I love soulful poetry that speaks to my heart as this piece certainly has. Well done, Rick.

[Rick Stassi]

Thank you. I appreciate your review and am glad it has provoked thought. It certainly did for me...Thank you so much!