by Delma Luben
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Perception of wisdom
After riding the winding rails of
time, through varying terrain--
mountains, valleys, tunnels of
pain, I chug into wisdom station
-- and pass into perception,
Finally there, I bid farewell
to youth, and disembark--
preparing to savor a few of
the comforts I have earned.
Resting, relaxing in a warming
pool of confidence, enjoying
maturity, and pleasuring in the
view of my Mt. Sinai-- history
in full glory shining through
thinning clouds above me...
But soon, arising from lethargy,
I see that time yet demands of
me a personal climb--up to the
castle-- the summit of "verity."
My whole life spent in search
of it, I now begin to find it.
© Delma Luben
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|Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary
|The quest is never over! Well done!|
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|I enjoy reading this poem,,Great work,take care
|Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford
|A wonderful (as usual) poem dear Delma. I especially like the lines,
"I chug into wisdom station
-- and pass into perception,"
Takes a lot of traversing to get there but isn't it a grand destination.
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
Just when we think we can relax and are through searching, we find we've only begun. I like the analogy of the train station at the beginning.