ONE LAST TIME
He stands on the brink of eternity
Much older and still with that sense of being alone
Numbness of will a constant veil that covers;
Truly untouched by the mystery of real life
Though for years artistry flared with an inner strength
Creative strides and prosperous bursts loosened the grip at times,
But have since faded;
Now, one last time in the stretch of this dark night sky
The stars draw him close again
Such depth in distance
Breadth of imagination in awe
Specks of light beyond all human understanding
The wonder of their contrasts in patterns,
Certainly science but a cloak of pride.
For a youthful moment the heart yearns
An old longing to truly know wraps about
And words in a new whisper come from the mouth-
“Lord of Creation, reveal Yourself to me!”
Eyes close
All is quiet
And then, powerful new light suddenly…
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