Awakening

 

Singleness

a stone

washed in wind

gaining nothing

lonesome

a lost soul.

Wandering

thirsty

life

appears.

A song breaks

out.

Fresh water

cleansing

pure, refreshing

splashes.

Two

a company

freshness of vision

another kind

fullness.

A sense of

security

love

crystal pure.

Time renewed in spirit

awakening

the flight of a

bird

an eagle

spirit’s wings

graceful

soars the winds

beauty

remains.

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copyright Bradley Smith, 30 May 1992

 

Footnotes

  • Written as a teenager, this piece originally had no title
  • This is as prophetic poem that looked forward into my life
  • Permission is granted to use this work, please acknowledge Brother Brad as the author.