Wind, Rain, And The Eyes! Poem by Eric Cockrell

i went from the shadow of Jesus,
to Tao's uncarved block,
flowing with the water

for over a decade....
to the feet of Buddha,
awareness and universal compassion...

respect for all that lives.
each of them now a part of me,
of who i am and will be.....

but when i thought each the end,
my destination....
came a voice... Go further!

i went from virtue to evil,
to night needs day,
just as day needs night....

and still i was not finished.
i went from addiction to jail,
from jail to books....

each leaving a scar,
each feeding the fire!
i went from love to loss,

from family to old age...
and still i felt the hunger!
and now i've returned

to my primitive spirit,
i hear voices in the wind,
i make love to the rain!

from time to time....
seeing glimpses of God,
in the hungry eyes of children,

in the eyes of the oppressed....
in the eyes of the homeless,
in the eyes of dead bodies,

without home, naked and honest...
in the eyes....
wind, rain, and the eyes!

go further!