There is an obedience
To self that comes and
Goes with time; a precision
Of movement from time
To time, place to place,
Year to year, age to stage,
Then to now.
Humanity is the most
Troubling time of choices
And resolutions, Karma -
Reward and punishment
Time in tandem, blest and
Blessing opportunities, letting
Go and letting go.
There is a comeuppance in
‘Yes' and ‘No', ‘I'm not sure'
And ‘Why the hell not'.
The messenger is dodging the
Bullet as the message lingers
On and on: "Blessed be the
Tie that binds our hearts.."
Even the blind can perform a
Perfect dressage when soul
And spirit unite: ‘Hallelujah'.
2012, With many thanks to Shy
And the 'horse'she'rode in on'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem