We reach a point in life, where
by the grace of God, we are spared
from ourselves and all self-judgment.
And by the miracle of life itself,
we discover that all we experience is
but a tiny example of our potential.
And in the midst of our wandering,
the desert and mountains come together, and
at sunset, the god of self-understanding appears.
At times, we feel our impermanence–
The sense we will not exist forever.
These times call for soul-searching,
Which begins with searching for our souls–
Both in the light and darkness of our being.
And then, once we make the divine connection,
We commence searching within our souls–
For hints, clues, and hopefully unmistakeable answers
About who we are, and what becomes of us
When our souls decide to continue their journeys.
weak kneed
all alone
just there waiting
kneeling, finally a prayer comes
midway, up the mountain
all prayers stop
giving way
to god himself
in silence
just above the treeline
the sun sets
a new relationship with god begins
Poetic Alchemist 