The Quest

At birth, I knew you.
In the womb you had whispered
secret songs of promise.
As an infant, I saw you.
But eyes of innocence
could not comprehend
your glory.
As a women, I have searched
for you;
for the meaning of my
existence.
Upon pages of knowledge
I have lain my mind and heart,
seeking for wisdom.
Day and night I gave my tears,
my time, my breathe,
to the quest for Truth.
And now
I have found you.
Not in human vision
or human words
but, in the breezes of
your earth,
In the scent of pine and
lilac,
and in the sound
of babbling brooks.
I inhale the revelation.
You have always been with me;
patiently waiting
for my eyes to be opened.

submitted by Melinda Clark
age 25
Mount Vernon, Ohio, USA
submitted June 1999


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