I Am The Poem

I am poem scattering symbols across white page

An autumn wind strewing leaves on a meadow

I am a song in the wind

Sweet melody that plays quiet in mind's background

As a poem I shall make sweet rhyme and bold statements

As song I shall sooth you and make you laugh or cry

As creation I shall skip through that autumn meadow

A child at play in the afternoon

As poem I must present to you my underlying structure

Beyond all this free play must be some form

Form eternal a constellation on a dark clear night

Min-points of light on black

Can you tell me what you are feeling now?

So I can know which way to go

Homeward must be my destination

Ever homeward toward the fusing bliss that lies

Beyond the agony of this life

Yet each movement on the way must be perfect

I am poem and song

I can take you from your everyday world

Make you crazy or maybe even sane