Tuesday, June 28, 2016

scaffolding above chasms of ignorance

the generative spirits within

I sit down by the creek,
paper and pen ready,
to see what might come
to reveal itself upon the page,

I usually don’t know, upfront, in my brain,
what the generative spirits within me have been working on,
those parts of myself apprentice
 to the me who is driven to understand,
to question, and then to seek answers,
answers which might scaffold 
across the chasms of my ignorance,
to reach high and sure enough
so that light can reveal
some of what the darkness can hide.

by Henry H. Walker
June 27, ’16

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