A POEM


THE NEW AWAKENING

The darkness filtered down upon me
Almost extinguishing the last candle,
The flames flickered and the lights faded.

What was this place I had created,
Clocks ticking without moving,
Playing with my spirit, sad delusions.
For a long time I have walked the knife edge,
Tipping back and forth
Searching for the right conclusions.

I thought my angels had abandoned
me at birth,
Then I knew I had to set out
on a search of discovery.
I scratched at the walls of my consciousness
With absolutely no ingenious plan for my recovery.

The years passed,
Mingling with plans and patterns changed.
The heavy weight of my thoughts lifted
Like disentangled dreams.
They became filtered and broke their banks
Like a massive flooding river,
Now washing me clean.

I look back and remember my journey,
Which across time has spanned
And brought me to now.
Knowing that everything along the way,
Both good and bad was my simple choice
Not always well planned.

I feel my guides along side of me once again
And there is no turning back.
The life I was always meant to live
Now presents its final joyful acts.


DAVID GISHFORD