dark currents within
within me, below where my consciousness can easily dip,
flow streams, some of sorrow for losses,
that my awake self thinks are past
but that really move with me,
while I am the captain of my ship,
shoals and contrary currents are always there
to bedevil me
despite how sunny and clear
the way seems to me,
my tears are always close behind my eyes,
for down deep I feel the deeper levels
within which so much of us journeys,
I use such power to help me
know and appreciate the effort of the lives
of those I teach, of those I know.
by Henry H. Walker
October 11, ’14
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