How To Survive The Flood Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

This life has seemed
like a small grain of hope
washed away upon an
entire ocean of despair.
And yet have never lost
faith in the importance

derived from the lessons
taught during the journey
nor with choice currents
winds seasons of change
nor the timed destinations
which changed realities.

For the embryonic grain
carried was belief in my
changing consciousness.
Purpose in all creation
separated divine imprint
knowing mirror image.

Veil ocean of despair
was a materialistic
world that washed
against affirmation
of potential humility
compassion for others.

I sought to cultivate
in fertile soil within
myself to seed in
others. I believed
that to change self
was to change world.

To improve self
was to improve
an entire world.
I chose to cast
myself upon altar
of our creator God

when I could
offering up
my life energy
as a beacon
of insight to light
illumination

the indifference
with the wonder
that I perceived.
That seekers
might seek
the mystery

written within
the world
and question
creation
and wonder
at the infinite

being which
embodies
cosmic totality.
Thus in seeing
life seeded
in poetic soil

seekers
might
tend that
previous
precious
flower of

unique
creation
that contains
their own
soul which
will germinate

and flower
as shared
essence
of their
own life
coloured

experience
flavoured
being.
I know
a simple
recipe to

make a flower
grow a little
better in any
garden for
as long as
it lives.

Change
improve
yourself
you change
improve
the world.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock