My Faith.......... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i still have faith
in constant, persistent and
continuous practice,

you just have to be patient
I told you

soon, when times are fertile,
when the stars align in your favor,
everything will ripen
and soon you will be like a child
climbing the guava tree and
getting everything ripe and juicy

i told you just to be patient
keep on writing, and writing and writing

write to the skies, write to the earth,
write to the sea and sooner you may write
to the spaces between your sadness and
your grief

sooner you will write to the edge of
no choice and to the dead end of no return
sooner you will not distinguish what is
wrong or right
as everything simply turns into what is
writable.

keep on going and going
never cease, never stop, soon it will be
the pen that writes you
soon it will be a white paper that makes you sleep

sooner it will be your own words that will wake you up
from this stupor, from this emptiness,
which fills you,

is it not that it is the role of emptiness
to fill you up once again?
is it not that it is the ugliness of this all
that makes you more beautiful?
or the wrongs that we commit or the imperfections
that build us, that makes us right and perfect at
the end of this journey?

do not ask when will this journey end,
for in so asking, it will never end.