"You can make anything by writing."
--C.S. Lewis


"Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted"
-- Percy Shelley



Sunday, July 29, 2012

Untitled Poem about Guidance.



Your spirit is a road for my pen,
Each jet of ink is placed by you
Along the pallid lines of this
Soft white page
Like pavement upon your creation.



And like the pavement upon the deeply rooted soil,
I lay waste it's greater purpose
I lay waste the beauty
I lay waste the total perfection,
And in doing so,
Become perfected.

For just as you guide this humble pen,
Your hand clasped atop mine
Guiding each fallible line,
So you guide my sollied life,
Yours clasped tight to mine,
Eclipsing my mind
With thoughts of the divine.

With each error of my pen,
You trace An you correct,
Each feeble attempt,
To create greater purpose
To create greater beauty,
To become totally perfect,
And in doing so,
I am perfected.