REMEMBER THE ONE
it is you too
home within the gentle mother of self
guiding ever patiently back home
to the place of innocence
easy and without inhibition from natures true course
winding endlessly
up the infinite mountain of spirit
reaching ever higher
up the plateaus of consciousness
letting go of each moment
as we climb and surmount our destiny.
arleon ©2003
aRLeon's poetry 