THEN EMERGE, TOTALLY UNKNOWN
IN SOME REMOTE BARRIO
NEAR THE SEA…
MAYBE LIVING IN SOME ABANDONED NIPA HUT OR SOME COLD AND SCARY CAVE.
AND IN THAT CAVE I HAVE NO BAUL…NO BED
JUST A SPACE WHERE I CAN PRAY AND REST
WHEN I AM TIRED.
I DO NOT THINK I WILL LIVE LONG
INSIDE THAT CAVE.
JUST A BRIEF, BRIEF TIME
AND THEN AND THEN
I’LL DIE -- OF COURSE.
JUST TIME ENOUGH TO SAY I’M SORRY
AND BEG MY GOD FOR HEALING AND FOR GRACE.
MAYBE NOW AND THEN JUST VENTURE OUT FROM MY NEW HOME MY HERMIT’S CAVE
TO DO GOOD AND TO BE KIND…
TO LISTEN TO SOME LONELY OLD MAN
RETELL THE BORING STORY OF HIS REJECTED, BROKEN, WASTED YEARS.
AND MAYBE HELP TEACH OUR YOUTH
IN OUR LOCAL PUBLIC SCHOOL HOW TO READ AND HOW TO WRITE AND HOW TO THINK AND HOW TO LOVE THEIR GOD AND THEIR MA AND PA AND HOW TO SERVE THE POOR.
AND EVEN INTRODUCE TO SOME YOUNG PROMISING DEPRIVED POTENTIAL
THE BEAUTY, DEPTH AND HIDDEN WISDOM
OF ENGLAND, GREECE AND ROME
MAYBE TO SIT BESIDE
AND THEN REMEMBER AND THEN CRY
WITH SOME SICK TATTERED
PAIN-RACKED OLD HAG.
AND BE CONTENT TO BE CONSIDERED
BY MOST UNKNOWING FOLK
AS THAT STRANGE THAT CRAZY LOST OLD MAN
BUT IN THAT COLD AND LONELY CAVE
I’LL FINALLY FIND HOME
AND THE ELUSIVE TIME AND SPACE
FOR SILENCE AND FOR TRUTH
SO THAT AT LAST I MAY DISCOVER
WHO I REALLY REALLY AM
AND … WHO GOD IS..
Reflections and Nature Watercolors is a collection of Margaret's spontaneous positive thoughts in celebrating and reflecting on life and her nature watercolors.