We Are Tested We Must Pass.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

a cloudy sky
we agree to be just
silent about
what we are seeing

that this is the sign
of an incoming decision
something is obstructing
what we ought to see

we have agreed fully well
we must do nothing
we let it grow to its fullest
doubt
let all the cirrus realize
the value of all this
nimbus

we are about to engage
in the darkness of our dance
we must indulge
we must not avoid
we are tested we must pass....