This is
My time
To speak
This is
The time
I seek
In strength
With stride I
Will not
Deny I
Am here for
Release of
All I hold
I will not
Click past
Or reload
But follow
The Current in
Stream to
Weather beyond
This extreme and
Give to you
My words
Inside
And then
Let you
Give to
Mind
What You
In Time
Will Decide
Knowing
For me
I have
Tried
No, I
Cannot be
The eye
With Which
You See
The source of
Conflict
That climbs
The valance
That beckons to
Disregard
A delicate
Balance of
My security
And playful
Ease
The day by
Day chased
Away
No, I
Cannot be
Growing as
A weed
I do
Not see
Within
A dried up
Sea of
Water flowing
Beyond the
Wall of
Friendship
The tragic
Fall—
No, I
Can not
See at
All
I will
Not struggle
Long nor
Claim
Another
Wrong but
I will
Not deny
My heart
The time
To scream
Within
A waking
Dream that
Shows within
A deeper sin of
Oppression of
Aggression to
Over look where
I begin
Where I
Should
Start where
I take
Responsibility of
My part
And my share
To not
Split an
Aging
Hair
No, I
Am not
A saint nor
Do I
Control
My fate
But I do
See
An open
Gate
Where I do
Time to
Time
Partake of
Something of
Meaning and
No longer
Demeaning I
See I
Have to
Forgive and
Not command and
Certainly
I can
Not demand of
You to
Understand if
I am to
Eventually
Call you
A friend
But I can
Not
Help to
Question
Why I
Fall into
Confession
And always
Seem to
Live this
Dream where
I come up
Short
Yet I
Play on
Like in
Some
Summer sport
Where bruises are
Gained and
Fame is
Never claimed
But I
Don’t win
No—
I make
Excuses for
Another
Regardless of
The weather
I say
What is
Right and
Give up
The fight
No I
Don’t win
I just
Give in
I put
My pain
To rest and
Then walk on
Hoping
The best
No I do
Not
Give in
To me
I just
Look to
See what
You see but
That is
Not
My sight and
I have
Nothing
Left in
This fight
I want more
From
My life
I want to
Abandon
This strife
And see in
Me
A sea is
Flowing
I want to
Walk on
In mind
Knowing—
Yes I
Did this
For me
While blind to
What it
Is you
See
I am
Not a
Weed but
A flower
Within a
Seed that
Is fed from
Water and
From Sun
From this
Light I
Have won
Beyond
The conflict
I have come
To be
Something
From life’s
Turbulent sea
Yes I
Have come to be
CL Feb 2009
