Into The Fertile Valleys Of The Holy Spirit..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

perhaps, i still lack
my own understanding of
myself, the one that does
not really talk to me
as i am the one making
much of the talk to him.

if it could only ask perhaps
he will ask< "how could you be
so insensitive about me? ", and
perhaps this self will remind
me, "how could you be so cruel
not to cater to my needs and hopes
and dreams? "

perhaps i am just tired and
disappointed, perhaps i must
have higher standards to this
self, who claims in silence
that he still lacks the desired
happiness of the flesh.

or perhaps i was too good and giving
and having given much, it demands
more, and perhaps it is time to
shut if off for a while, so that
i can listen to others, to the
purer sense of our humanity,
to the elevating state, beyond
the borders of the flesh and
into the fertile valleys of the
holy spirit.