for P.S.S.
I came into the present,
into the presence
you seem to have discovered,
a long time ago
I’ve been walking in this light,
along this path, since ’76
when my life changed
when my light changed
when my eyes, formerly closed
popped open
you seem to imagine
you’ve discovered
something, someone,
no one else knows or has
such a notion is at best, delusional
what we discover transforms us
makes us new men, new women
translates each of us
further along our own trajectory
our own path
my path’s not yours, your is not mine
what happens to me
might not look like what happens to you
but neither of us knows but us
out of what darkness
out of what twistedness
God has brought us
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
10:22 a.m. 18.02.08
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