Sunday, December 5, 2010
The Light Within
People think they know me,
Seeing all my segments as a whole…
But I’m too deep and bifurcated,
To witness my own reclusive soul.
I used to think I knew myself,
After sixty years of age…
A most incredible, quiet peace
Colliding with violent rage.
I used to think god knew me,
I was the liberal non believer…
Now daily praying to nothing,
Who or what is the real deceiver?
Gone, the world means nothing,
I live, standing alone, I am…
The one defying life’s defeats,
Shouting in your face, “I can”.