This is another new poem by Paul which I liked.  - poetheart 02/22/02

I have myths and lessons for which I need to learn
Only by telling you about it so I can feel the tale
And the sorrow, not for myself but for us
Only a few delicate words can trot to put
Together a shallow piece

There are no boundaries and no points
Of recollection, but only scorched fields
With unfinished thoughts weighing somewhat
Heavily but burdening only one

Find your order as you make your way
Assemble so your time is not wasted
Relent and then receive and then give
You are there…you are it…

Harmony recaptures and kindred
Members patiently await
For their judgment is virtuous
And their tale lay with you
In your words and
Your honor

Open up to receive the final
Allowance…the gift to you and
The words of bliss
Oh how surely my grip is easing
And my letting go so closely
Opens yet another realm….

by Paul Papasavas

go back