Jack Smith

Rookie - 0 Points (12/2/1989 / Antartica)

Reaching For The Eternal - Poem by Jack Smith

Who are you, Lord? ? ?
won't you reveal more of thyself to me...

for am just a mortal, caught up within myself;
for can I drink up the ocean? ?

look beyond the horizon? ?
bend the rainbow and wield it? ?

you are so close yet I know so little;
for I have just taken a sip...

my fingers have just brushed against the tassle;
my eyes have had just a glance...

yet I feel full... I feel fed;
but can the finite reach out to the everlasting? ? ?

and can the arrow question the Archer? ?
its blurry between the lines, Lord...

I get off track painlessly,
but I want to hold on desperately...

make sure that I reach home tonight,
home? ? I realize that my home is across the river...

will I ever get to see moonshine again? ?
will someone make sure that I have both?

won't you gather me as I break? ?
will you not embrace me to heal? ? ?

shall not this heart of mine have respite again? ?
yes, it will... when the golden dawn breaks...

and the Dayspring from on high,
visits his footstool again...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 30, 2005



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