I’ve been held like Damocles
In an unspoken position of faith
That to follow ones heart that
Heart will follow its path to

Fulfillment

Never did I consider the end flow
Of that timing in my life now stands
Before the forgotten gods a manifest
Of ill-begotten intent on finding purpose

Of Life

What wonder has become of me as I
Embrace the river of my life-flow a
Spacious endowment of insight to soul
A cashmere of regret not a mile off sight

Belief

Now transcends its own purpose guiding
Me to a mastery of revelation a birthing
Of awareness unto a star’s gate – an abacus
For rendering my dreams of you unsung

 
© K. James Ribble