A. Albert Aguero
Awareness - Poem by A. Albert Aguero
Many years ago, riding through the jungle in the south,
I had a glimpse, and the ecstasy
of the life I now have.
Tall, through the jungle,
between and among the trees,
fearless of the snakes, cats and darkness,
up, down and around,
I rode defenseless - I thought - for I had
no weapons, nor light to guide me
along the pathless mountain tops.
But as the darkness faded,
to make way for dawn,
I found myself in the threshold
of the jungle and pasture land.
Looking to the darkness
in the green behind,
I became aware
that protection for myself,
and direction for my horse
had been provided
by the angels and The Lord.
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