Seek and your life becomes clear,
Have no penitence, doubt or fear.
Unwind relax, and let the present flow,
The qualms, guilt and regret so
Worthless; they must go.
Now; thoughts free, no despair
No doubts, worries, to repair.
Be free, let go, yours words will prove,
You travel to a different grove,
Where fruits are pure and full of juice!
So write, create, have no excuse.
You have such stories to unfold!
Slowly, quietly, let the words be told,
Of tales of lives that have been sought,
In the language you were taught.
16.01.2005
Howick South Africa
Bob Blackwell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/searching-6/
