I will melt at the flash point
of simplicity
until my mind
evaporates
into mist
I will meditate on the blessings
of light
until my eyes
can see God
through the shadows
I will trust in the process
of Tao
until water
grows calm
in the river
I will seek the true depths
of faith
until conflict
holds no sway
in my heart
I will drift along the pathway
of memories
until wisdom
resurrects
all your teachings
I will sit through the swelter
of summer
until autumn
claims the season
with new color
Scott Thomas Outlar is a lover of truth and enjoys researching
philosophy, psychology, politics, spirituality, and any other facet of
consciousness in the pursuit of reaching a higher state of vibration.
He also enjoys writing rants, poems, essays, short stories, and
prose-fusion screeds covering such subjects.
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This article was posted on Sunday, September 3rd, 2017 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
