The Escapade (a poem)
by Peter Duncan
Copyright© 2023 by Peter Duncan
Drifting in the stream of life
Do I luxuriate in the consistency of rules?
Which have been so carefully and
Prayerfully laid out as my guide
Or do I fight the current,
Struggling for what lies beyond the trees
Which lushly line the river’s edge
And act as the veil of uncertainty
Saying goodbye to those voices of caution
That beseech me to mind my ways
Or forever live in danger of losing my soul.
And what is my soul?
I’ve asked – been offered explanations
By those who claim to speak with God,
But those are stream-bound definitions
Spoken of in words long past
Fixed to the star of age-old wisdom
By those mired in skull-bound intransigence
Who tread on stones which lie unturned
Indifferent to the realm of exciting possibilities
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