Honor Flight
With morality's wings outstretched
currents carry the nature of man’s eyes upward
rising above meadowed Alpine flowering
across scree-scattered memories old
soaring above storm and cloud
coming to rest on season's memory-laden cover
Beneath truth’s talon grip
slants rusted sheets of shelter
overhanging fear-sealed windows
now but closed eyes
once open to saber edged truthfulness
What guilt lays at rest
within such fortification walls?
What flames of rightness
has this shield of fact kept kindled?
What whispered voices
have her passion-embers kept conscious?
To some
A rest stop in history
To others
An outpost of courage
To all
A rock-firm pause
reminding those who pass
eagles do soar
just as legs do climb
seeking but the calm
the windless current
where melodic vision is unabated
and chorused echoes spring infinite
where journey of mind
meets home of spirit
where acknowledgment of guilt
bodes forgiveness
If only one would admit
Such is a populous response
To a delusional speech of greatness
Ron