Here is a another older piece of poetry.It is small and simple.
We create our own past, present, and future.
Can you see the vision mature?
We are our own destiny and our own history.
We are our greatest mystery.
Looking in upon oneself, our own inquiry.
Use your own imagery.
You can only, truelly, walk your path,
when no one else guides you.
©-2006 JB Thomas