May 28, 2006
on the sixth day
given new form
life was born
created from dust
never learned to trust
now, we must
needing to know
longing for the answer
behind the great curtain
afraid to knock
stand at love's door
walk through the flames
saltation of life
into the abyss
into love's unseen hand
immersed and alive
wake to perfect light
walk the new path
turn around and look
afraid to walk on
duality of flesh
another lends a hand
learn to lean on me
we trudge on today
new sights to see
lessons continue
kindred spirits, walk on
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison