Expressive Urge Poem by Smoky Hoss

Intrinsically human
is the expressive urge;
to make the temporal timeless
to find rainbows
hidden behind water hanging in the sky.
it is our most vibrant link
with immortality, the cosmic communication
conversing with all creation
along the way upon a dirt road
that has no end.
to discover small lakes
lost in the deep woods of our souls
and trying to explain the way it feels
to see it for the first time.
to understand the trees
have memories, and
the memories are mine.
to realize the liquid moon
glowing in the river is the rain
that fell through the light
on it's way to earth.
to comprehend the reflection in the mirror
is everyone, together the image
of something far greater than me.
to come to terms
with the truth
that always I will be walking
to the mountains, and
can only paint their picture
from afar.
to try to believe here and there is hope, and
a promise, fulfilled.