James Kelley Poet I do not know?

With Each Risen Sun

Lost in the relevance of time,
I beckon the meaning of life;
I call out to the driving force 
that makes me push this pen.

My instinctual capacity to allow 
my body to maintain the inertia 
of this fleshy animation				

				....This spellbound compulsion					
								
						....To seek, To revel, and To cherish					
                                                       All these miracles before me.

 I am forever a child looking at the world with new eyes.
Contemplating the meaning of the simplest
 notions with torrential appraisal,
just because I have the ability to wonder.

The blessing of free thought.

And the gift of companionship;

For, what is an intellectual conversation
				
				...without a partner to share ideas, emotions?
So,
 As you read these words

		....I beg of you, remember:

With each risen sun,
You are blessed with the unknown;
Invoked by providence to take joy
 in discovery and commune with sovereign grace.
-James Kelley 2010©


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