state of confusion
Tragically romantic, drawing life,
creating portraits of experience,
the past mixed with future clarity.
His love imparted freely,
but heís hu(man),
fraught with insecurities
taught as a child.
I wonder, does he cry?
A man without environs,
"relayer" of compassion and sight,
he has sipped from icy glaciers,
climbed uncaring mountains
let the desert nearly overcome.
Sweet inspiration, as rivers flow
he hastens soft alpha rhythms,
babe at motherís breast,
© 2000 C.M. Bailey