Touch Points
Our lives
That flow directionally
That rhythmically dis-enable pause
which absence disaffects our vision
distances our presence
Leaves us obtrusively reactive
Our differences
That comprise our completion
That obscure our Human fabric
whose mantle of sameness
is woven by the spirit of time
Our Pain
whose inert rise
diffuses our nobility into non-movement
and solitary loss
Our spirit
Innate and lost
Accessible
Available
Ignored
Our selves
Soar and roar
Only if with others
Enlivened by simple gestures
Whose measure encompasses the continuum of time
Our prayer
Bleeds despair
Seeks comfort
Acknowledges silence of fear
And the sounds of truth
Beseeched by memories eternal
Fall prey
To the wisdom of false pride
Copyright © Eduard Peniazek | Year Posted 2010
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