Poem: Vision

a Vision cannot be destroyed

as easily as the body.

no man can enslave it by fear or suffering,

there are no jails that could imprison it,

nor bullets to cut its life short.

no words could ever express its clearest meaning

and so no quieted voice could ever silence its cry.

no books could ever contain its fullest glory,

and so no fire ablaze could ever burn away its enduring song.

there is no way to end its impenetrable vibration

echoing, whispering its presence

from the silence of the unseen.

for the Vision lives on as Spirit

floating within the undying consciousness of Life

awaiting an open pathway into a living mind,

an inspired Heart,

from which emerges the eternal destiny

of an awakening creation.