8/6/91- Growth

                                        8/6/91
                                Griffith Park,CA
 
                 Growth
 
         To see things clear again
         (for once,at last,today)
         To clear the poison tears as they cling to my cheek
         As if never the sun had pierced the clouds
         Or the sea answered its thrust willingly
         Reluctant surrender of weapons not needed
         In a battle only defined by perception.
 
         Why begrudging are my acts
         When nature left for all inspection
         Lies smiling,unchanged,oblivious
         To any twists or fun house mirrors used by mortals
         Constructing castles to live behind,inside.
 
         How a push away,back,can open eyes
         Thought to be open
         Push start reality,kick start a feared ride
         Down avenues foreign and wondrous
         To be taken outside myself
         In the opposite direction I headed first
         And always.
 
         We look to our travels for clues and wildlife
         Myths building  in our own lives inside out       
         Perhaps my need to punctuate free verse
         Will fade as my will fades
         For growth will only strengthen my ability to love
         And knowledge will be the food of my growth
         Honesty will release the door to knowledge
         And love will support and be built by honesty.
 
         A sea wind pulls words from my pen
         Sunlight binds and bronzes my thoughts
         Sacred land forms firm foundations
         But a beautiful smile opens the book
         To an empty page full of possibilities;
         Thank you my friend,thank you.