Driving HomeA Poem by Steven Fleissner
Another Summer sunrise
A clean canvas I am Heading home Straight road ahead Far as I can see Until the bend at the end The world of women and men Trying and trying again Strangers make their way Their faces face their day The mother The crying girl The satisfied man (for now) Mystics and Saints Sinners Wild Wanderers Medicine Men Queens and Kings And things and things Riding clouds of credit The real world of appearances Contests... Questions Conclusions Questions Convictions Still questions... This! We are tight strings strumming An orchestra Our single verse A uni-verse Like water flows to water To become the glittering silver sea Public Soul Why not be Whole? Summer sunrise Clean canvas Home
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