I had no words
To explain
The strange that lie within me

No semblance
Of a vision for a future that could
Hold me

Better Spirits must have
Kept me through so much
Rage and desperation

In a foreign land


My ability to
Occupy my Self
Slips through my fingers

Moments of possession
Filled with clarity and strength
Leave me

Stranger to myself
At emptiness

To make sense out of me
Oddly unfamiliar


Trapped just this side
Of knowing
How to be

Witness to my own expansive

They still
Welcome me

Angels of my own Imagination
Keepers of the Wisdom
Invitation to Be more

©2016 Chris Paige. All rights reserved.


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