(June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

A Few Words

Beyond
The mind
Beyond
The heart
The seat of judgment lies
And there
Within those cloistered walls
Your worlds
Take their shape.

No,
I have no cause
Nor purpose
To enter there with you
Yet
Through our words
The warmth of IT
Is shared
And I know
You know
IT IS.

Separately
We grow
Each drawing
From the self-same source
And yet
What a myriad tapestry
We weave -
Each his own design and color
Each moving where he wills!

This is the reality of IT -
IT IS HERE NOW ALWAYS.

What we take of IT,
What we make of IT,
That is the question!

That is life!


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

by Mike Barrett

Comments (3)

Hi Susan, thanks for your comments.....I'm happy the poem touched your higher self! Cheers!
It is impressive, that you can put into summation what so many of us are seeking....IT is here, now, always.... and fleeting, ever fleeting... for those who blindly look eleswhere! Insightfully written and welcomed. PEACE
excellent thoughts about life Mike this is the reality of it it is here now always