Poem – An Ancient Hymn
Waves flood against my soul
Caressing the pounding of my heart.
As it beats to an ancient hymn,
I feel myself tumbling gently
Off a cliff.
Over I fall to the depths
Of an ocean where I have never been,
Or even glimpsed.
Falling down, tumbling really,
To the soft, welcoming ground.
The rhythm awaits me with open arms.
It wraps around me like gentle breeze
On a warm spring day,
Filtering through the realms of possibility
With nature’s sweet music singing.
Such songs barely compare, however, to
The music of my heart.
12/6/1992
(19 years old)
