New Life
Strange the feeling is new found life, after being close to the blackness where there is no
strife.
Living through an episode gives one more trust, of better things in spirit a destiny to come.
Sailing a ship raising a black sail, unknown is the journey before lifting the veil.
A feeling of death being so far under, but dreams of freedom to come from strength of what
one can wonder.
Left with a thought of an oncoming terror of what was to be, captured a brilliance that was
shown unto thee.
Sailing a new ship with a bright new sail and a broadening horizon through a vision of mind
entailed.
Mature decisive posted ordered and defined, obstacles what are for most painful through
time.
They come and they go, as life’s needs flow, given the right method to life as we know.
Given a gift of psychological amends, good things all around the bounty has no end.
Concentration drawn to a narrow focus a visible path shown to many but never spoken.
Eyes tell a story from old to young from the pain of rapture etched and engraved in the mind
of the master.
Feeding off will to live strong hearts beat faster, praying only to one master?
James C Bryant Jr.
May 19, 2003
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