FINALLY, I AM
BY J. HUNTER
That one string which has been plucked,
Leaving a vibration of energy to travel on,
Without time ...
Through an eternity,
I am me ...
A once proud man, who only now understands ...
How it is, these hands,
Can hold tight, more wisdom, how a seemingly short word mends ...
Philosopher minds, carrying a soldier’s heart,
More so, showing love without end ... guaranteed ceilings to only rise, being ready, for
this comes certain demise ...
All which has been shown,
In the unknown number of years, written many times before ...
Only hardens a heart, for this man knows, intimate parts of war
As a father knows family needs be, raised & led,
So a soldier strolls, along dug trenches,
Taking life if needed to defend ...
A new home now resides on old soil, left charred
Over older flames continues to be fed …
This understated fuel, this even overbearing decision,
I choose to continue,
Understanding & acceptance,
All so masterfully gained ...
Behind what times been kept, I can only now stare ahead,
Truly, I now am me …
Seeing one’s life lost,
Past reflections & the roles each play,
Then I am free, forever I ride free connecting what perception does to a simple mind
When it's a complicated soul, that's being offered up for trade. | JH