my newest poem.....

The dreams dance on twisted light
i hear the birds start to take flight
i stand alone waiting for inspiration, or maybe
an invitation
to a better life.

peace surrounds me
stillness haunts me as i move slowly in search
and then i see a white owl on a perch
alone in its glory.

oh bent and twisted light, do not make me fight,
i will let it be

and then suddenly the clouds break free,
i can feel the sun shining down on me

the path i came is now illuminated,
the birds in flight all congregated
in the pond behind me.

as i turn again
im forced to stretch and bend
for i can no longer see
the path before me.

one last look to travels past taken
one step forward in a new direction
a new path illumination
do i seek.