An Anthology of A Human Experience
Kneel in a sacred bow.
Perplexed by pondering all the hows.
Forget your neighbors’ furrowed brow.
Let go of everything that is not now.
Allow the stillness of the present to endow.
To recognize –
To believe –
How do I quantify my relief?
Perceive and report requires me to convert;
But, how to convey,
using words to say,
the reality of my mind as I pray?
How is the prospect of a discourse containing a remnant of remorse?
Are there pieces of decorum that haven’t cracked on the floor yet?
Fill your jars as you please,
And we all have versions of ease.
As gentle as a breeze rustling the leaves of trees,
I wish that time might freeze,
providing but a brief moment of a reprieve.
Why are we destined to dust?
Like water transforming metal to rust.
There is no refuge without trust.
Believe what you must,
In order to survive.
Doubt that I’ll try to be more and fly –
After all, I’m a permanent inmate
Awaiting a fatalistic fate,
Left alone to faith.
Discover what was written before the doors close once more.
Let all those frozen memories and hollow doubts sink and fall to the floor.
For what once lived is but a vapor.
A blip in the eye of our creator.
So, do not fear those shadows that try to speak your name.
Do not entertain them by playing in their games.
Rather, carry on as ceaseless ships,
Trekking lines in the sands of your wondrous trip.
Rejoice in thy name and in the pleasure;
Deny thyself no more from the grandeur.
Allow yourself to play peacefully in this manger.
Drink from the spring within.
Reflect and let your soul sing.
Overflow with joy from grace;
But, what must I do to cope with this place?
Should I surrender myself and seek thy face;
Shall I quickly forget and walk at my own pace?
I am nothing without the gifts you bestow.
For what you are I cannot know;
And what you give is always right,
Even if it looks differently from my sight.
Being suspect to the illusions,
I humble myself to your conclusion.
Four years ago, I published my first book A Two Sided Truth. The goal I had when constructing this book was self-healing. There had been a series of difficulties plaguing my life, as well as I was graduating college with no clear path for the future; so, I compiled together my poems, prose, and short stories that I had written throughout my college years and bound them together in one book.
It was a way to feel a sense of accomplishment and reflect on the creative works that I had conjured up. Though I am not a graphic designer by any stretch of the imagination, I also came up with the books cover art, which was an augmented picture of the river that ran behind the house I grew up in.
For all these reasons, the self-publication of A Two Sided Truth: An Anthology of a Human Experience is emotionally charged with both positive and negative emotions. However, I have decided to embrace my book, imperfections and all.
I hope that the words can comfort others in their walk through life. The Kindle version will be free to download on Amazon from July 11th to July 15th: https://amzn.to/2S6uNvI
Let no more demons in.
My inner gates lay overrun.
By the voices of my past.
Shadows stand in holy courts,
Leading my fellow thoughts toward deception.
As I stand in the middle now,
I see nothing but shallow ground.
Make me speak but a single sound.
May light break through to me again.
Touch me and help me to rise, my friend.
Dare you try and hide, once more.
Refrain from causing another uproar.
Grab those wings where angels play;
Let them seek me every day.
It is in this place I want to stay.
