Come, Come..... Poem by Marshall E Gass

Come, come into the daybreak of the dawn rising
from the mists of the mind and its sacred numbers
clasped in the twilight womb of knowing,
punctuated itself into a sob of joy.

Reach, reach the long dusty road we have traveled on
and walked the miles searching for respite
from hours of loneliness and pain
distant lands beat like drumbeats in the desert
of the journey we took
to find shade in the sweetness of oases
as we trudged along under scorching sun
seeking each others hand for comfort.

Maybe we've reached, maybe not
its hard to finish a journey with no end
or no beginning-bathed in hope
standing still at the horizon of meaning
we understand what it is that put us on this
pathway to pages of poetry

Read, read, whatever message you can get
from this cryptic verse. packed with sounds
and movement of changing moods
acting out the step by step
conclusion to a bright beginning.

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