Vision
The mist shrouded moon called me
Come to the pond of the elements
Sit upon the boulder of seeking
And see yourself as you are
I sat upon the boulder and
Gazed into the misty pond
I held out my hand and watch
The flame of my soul dance
I sensed the elements in
The calm of that night
The strength of earth rose
To surround me, wrapping me,
Grounding me in its warmth
The wind of change blew through me
Lifting me beyond the mundane world
I sensed that all my journeying would
Change me beyond all measure
The old was gone the new awaits
The fire of my soul rose higher
Brighter, strong in its cleansing
I am the fire of change, burning away
The debris of a life not realized
Now I see what will be, shining in the night
Higher and higher I travelled that night
Into the very depths of my being I felt the
Rhythm of the stars dance within me
Now I know how the mystics felt
When they touched the face of the creator
The boulder of seeking held me
Enthralled by all I had seen
The earth, the wind, the stars, the fire
All life comes to me in a vision
I see what I seek, my journey will continue
© Ceol
January 6th, 2010 at 11:42 am
‘Vision’ is the longest and very finest of your writings in my opinion…I have also read this poem many times as I have read many others of your poems many times…your lines are your talent crafted to a fineness that is superb…you write with the spirituality of the great mystics of the ages…you travel through the mists of the unknown and see your journey to what you seek…this poem has touched me in a way only our minds can know.
Coastpoet