Behold the Eminent
Free Verse
Upon shores of gold and celestial blue
there is a path for every weary soul,
a light to guide every hopeful heart —
a place where dreams
turn into prophecies
and prophecies turn into
a wanderer’s everlasting home.
Art saves the downtrodden
and makes a new way
for the broken spirit
who feels out of place,
and the artist savors
words of unwavering conviction,
songs that stand the test of time,
and images that reveal
the eminent within us
that keeps us holding on.
The artist holds on,
even when the world burns
and screams “Let go.”
I fear so much
and I still do not know my place
in earthly power struggles,
but I still have a sense of wonder,
this pristine feeling I always return to
that grasps at the unseen
and listens for the unheard —
and this is the magic
that makes me untouchable
to the forces that cut me down.