I Traverse This Road

by Harley
(wayenken1@aol.com)

I traverse this road
my eyes to the sky
as morning dawns,
illuminating the clouds in
a kaleidoscope of colors.

To the east the sun
in all his glory
rises above the
mountain range -
provider of light and warmth.

To the west the moon
in all her splendor
pauses gracefully in
her descent -
guardian of the dreamtime.

I am reminded of
how small I truly am
in this realm of
physical time and space -
within these earthly bounds.

I watch as the moon
departs the morning sky.
And as a child
I beg her not to go
for I need her comfort.

I face the sun
and welcome the light -
excepting the warmth
even as I mourn
the moons departure.

I yearn to leave my
earthly bounds - to
transcend beyond
to a spiritual plane.
To soar ever skyward.

It is not to be today
and I will traverse this road
and the next and the next
with my eyes skyward -
comforted by my dreams.

² (jce) 9/15/00