Bewilderment , USA
Parables and prophecies , weathered by lifes storms.
All we are or will ever be , expressed in written form .
Solitary souls do seek , and here-in find a peace .
Setting forth in metered rhyme , what we have chosen to release .
Introspective musings , at least on paper may.
Open portals to hidden realms , so we may see though what they say .
New formed thoughts conceptualized , dreams brought forth in ink .
Shared experience benefits us all , the more clearly we may think .
In troubled times , safe haven found .
Never closing , open doors .
Pardoning our digressions , whereas some might call us bores .
Only by exploring , can we search and hope to find .
Enough grist to feed the hoppers , of the mills inside our minds .
Truth and understanding , are but two of what we speak .
Rare indeed our poetic creed , and the grails that we seek .
Yonder I will walk with thee , apart but not alone , for there in treasured company , is a place we may call home .