Poetry from Sandy Rochelle

The Unknown
 
I told you not to be demure.
Not to trust the elderly sage with the long beard.
That knowledge is won by astute observation.
By deliberate observation.
By prayer and meditation.
Do not trust what is easy.
Easy always loses.
Persevere and let life guide you.
You have suffered.
Give up trying my child.
Let the winds of change be your metamorphosis.
This is not a dream.
This is the intolerable life of the unknown.
Give yourself over to it.
Let the fantasy and delusion melt into thin air.
Walk the irretrievable journey into oblivion and sunshine.
Let the gifts of life reveal itself to you.
Bend a knee and welcome salvation.
 

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