08/15/06, Tuesday

Wanderlust


Searching for nuance and meaning
the journey leads me to question
the different portals of learning,
of street-wise friends with perception,

of places, even dangers hide.
I'm seeking for Him even far
because of my hopes, my dreams reside
and etched in the glow of that star.


I think of Him as my mission,
immortality- the beauty
in His passion for redemption.
They don't believe in His story.

When darkness surreptitiously
appears in the form of plague and war
bringing fear while the masses pray
to keep Almighty's door ajar.



Melodious notes of balmy rain
and rhapsodic smile of the sun
shatter and ease the burning pain
so that people may understand

that power resides not in them
but in the might of that Unseen
and they saw Him in Bethlehem
while Magi asked, "where have you been?"



And in a friendly foreign shore
I see my daring self adrift,
undauntedly different from before;
unknowingly a stunning shift.