Immersed in the beautiful twilight
gauging the journey of my soul
interpreting the seismic events
as understanding began to unfold
When I was born
all things were new
alluring trinkets surrounded me
a limited view
In a few years trinkets
became insipid and trite
taking risks became common
the thrill of the night
In a valiant attempt
to reach the stars
I climbed a mountain
believing the moon was not far
Feigning disappointment
I began to look within
no longer reacting outside myself
the veil became quite thin
Finding an inner light
giving me strength and power
to travel the universe
in any hour
Excited at the possibilities
now seeing the world in a new light
soul travels into eternity
where all things are bright
copyright 2023 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 
One of my writing partners, who holds sway over me, once told me that Wallace Stevens surmised, each piece we write is part of one long piece of prose / poetry we write all our life, and in the end, it all ties in together… Wallace Stevens would be a big time fan of Piper Pierce.
Thank you for your kind words. I agree with Wallace Stevens. He was a brilliant poet who had a unique perspective on life. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
I love this line…when I was born – everything was new. Beautiful!
Thank you.