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and there "i" be . . .

and there i be . . .

i sit here on the edge of my world
with all my cares before me
trying to manufacture some happiness
as i go within to explore me

perhaps it is my values
or the empty things i cling to
in my seeking and searching for meaning
in the goodness i be and do

but just what is goodness really ?
is it a Sign on my life’s Road . . . YIELD ?
it has to be more than simply giving
when is the Harvest ? . . . where is the field ?

Lord, you know we have been planting seeds
is all the landscape but barren land ?
perhaps the seeds have been modified
in the secret chambers by the “Dark Hand”

i have watered, i have weeded
“my own Garden have i not kept”
is all of life but a paradoxical parable ?
is this why my Sweet Issa wept ?

and still i sit at the edge of my world
pondering all my cares before me
yet i endure the trying journey within
as i descend deeper to explore me

and there “i” Be !

(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.

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