Saturday, January 27, 2007
The Humming Bird and Light
I wrote this poem in 1974. I was in the US Navy in Guantanamo Bay Cuba. Some How I guess I knew light would be needed to expose this thuth. Ours.
In amazement I stand.
As I am surrounded by people.
Their faces seem friendly,
yet within their shadows
are cast their hidden truths.
For a light I pray.
A light to dissolve their shadows,
leaving only their exposed truths, for all to know.
Yet, I also have a shadow. Within it I hide all I wish not to be seen.
I find myself afraid.
Afraid of what the light will expose
my truths as well.
Shall I become one with the others
in the world and find myself hiding in the shadows;
to live in this world of darkness.
I choose the light.
I choose to have nothing to hide.
-- Picture Note: 2007. We have lots of Hummers. In the morning light we see shadows of them on the walls of our Yurt and wake to the beating of their wings. Light Brings Light.