New Beginings Poem by Steven B Taylor

Passages


NEW BEGINNINGS

OPUS 65

A sojourn by the waterway,
A camp along the trail.
A place to spend the end of day;
To hear the wild loon's wail.

So very many paths I'll cross,
before I've go to bed.
Upon the violent fury toss,
Ere I can rest my head.

The many ones who counsel me,
Bring comfort to my soul;
They fill the gloomy day with glee,
And make my journey whole.

And, now, at last I found the place,
Where I am meant to be.
I see the figure and the face,
Of my eternity.

I walk into an old graveyard,
Which seems like kin to me,
'Twas written there by ancient bard,
These words for all to see.

'Remember this as you pass by;
As you are now so once was I.
As I am now so you shall be.
Prepare for death and follow me.'

These words show me, this is not all.
It's just the second inning.
I'm on a new adventure, tall.
It's just a new beginning.

Steven B. Taylor
October 31,1997