david lessard (september fourteenth, nineteen forty-one / gardner, massachusetts)

in the dungeons of my mind,
in the forests of my soul,
I have dreams that twist and wind,
I have fears I can't control.

in the highways of my brain,
in the roads, that rule my heart,
I stand in meadows where the rain,
floods the fields and hills apart.

in the body of my being,
in the window of my eyes,
in the mirror of my seeing,
I know where true wisdom lies.

in the air that stirs the tree,
in the fire that quickly burns,
in the winds we call a breeze,
there's a place, where I still yearn.

in the mountains of my mind,
in the valleys of my soul,
I seek people of my kind,
peace, that makes me whole.