NO SMALL STEP

By Gilbert Nell

If it was all so simple, this opening of our minds. To close my eyes and see reality on a higher plane. Sometimes I get this feeling, there is more to me than just this twisted life I‘ve built. Is it true? Can I evolve quicker than Darwin’s law? That I might a better life derive? I want to think that this could be.

A shudder overcomes my soul for are there doors behind those eyes of yours? Tell me please how one four footed as you, can hold my future to a truer course? And yet I sense that this might be.

Is there more still to find? My life to date has held such fears close within. Yet making contact with our eyes alone I feel a love untold inside. How and why?

Does love exist in forms beyond my knowledge? Hard bitten life survives behind walls defensive built. And I the master builder be. For my defenses strong and lasting have I raised, and will not lower them on whim or haste. Did our creator bind us at a deeper plane, a stronger link yet to forge? Are you the doctor of my soul, or better yet a traveler to walk along with me?