i am a young man
finally grown old
a seer
whose eyes have been opened
a sage
introspective
released and divine
ask me
"what is the meaning of life"
call me
to educate
insist that i write
for healing and instruction
push me to demonstrate the power and judgement of God
and
i will touch your brow softly
with the back of my hand
kiss your cheek
squeeze your hand
and sing
Mike, I've re-read this several times ... I enjoyed the flow and message of this ... I especially loved the last stanza. To grow wise, and then to share that wisdom, is there greater purpose?
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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