Saturday, May 1, 2010

Enlightenment, A Sonnet of Sorts

One must wonder why we endure and toil
Visions of gold persist with no clear end
Recent Divine visits to a close friend
Burns truth despite learned blinders of foil
Offers Knowledge clear as oceans of oil
Culture diverts most needs while wants transcend
Presence persists while the morals do bend
Misled leaders proclaim deny the soil

Road signs and the airwaves are clear to show
There He was seen on a recent visit
While most inquire through eyes broken with doubt
There truth was for any seeking to know
Answers came forth were shown and still emit
Though most merely wander to and about

To be aware of the Divine in kind
Learning only comes to open clear minds

AVT / Adam Trotter