Soul Song

[AnthroHeart]

I wrote this years ago, and in college I took a poetry class.
The professor told me that this poem was too archaic.
That poems had to reflect the current times.

It is still my best poem.

A blackness sought, the night did see
An enigmatic and mysterious tree
A whisper silent with room to grow
The infinite horizon, longing to know
The Power beyond, he once did see
One word gained, another set free
High up above, an endless cool light
Guiding the soul in the deadness of night
He can understand, but will you not
A pain intense when his goal is lost
A challenge it is when the forgetting begins
The price is the pain, and so it lives
Can you see and remember his face?
He is not gone; the mind holds a trace
A spiritual flute can open the way
Follow the path that words have to say
And at last, it will end, a journey of will
And for a moment, time will stand still
So the end, it is said is a place
In his mind, at this time you will see his face
All will know when you see
As darkness surrounds the peaceful tree.