A Poem for Contemplation ...

... First off, what the heck is going on in Washington, DC with health care? Earlier this summer 60% of the American people rose up against Congress' pathetic health care plan. So what did Congress decide to do? Well, they decided to create a new, even worse health care bill. I mean you have got to be kidding me, 1990 pages, 400,000 words? Talk about red tape, taxes and tyranny. But, alas, I don't have the patience nor the time to discuss this atrocity further tonight for I am in quite a poetic mood. Today I composed a poem that I just had to place on my blog. Let me preface this by stating that I am not a professional poet (that's for sure), my poem does not subscribe to any particular rule (ex. foots, meters, etc.) save for an ABBA/10 syllable line structure, and it is the first poem I have written since I was in high school. Needless to say, it's not all that great; but hey, it's as good as anything else I post on here. Okay, enough said, here's the poem...

Heavenly Sign

Where shall thou turn in thy eternal quest,
Inverted truth Shadow Prince spread to all,
Nothing seems clear in his dull earthly hall,
Darkness pervades and yet light doth not rest,

Dulcet melody wafts through nature's whole,
Oak, pine, aspen, elm, willow, palm,
These and others, though subdued in the calm,
Hearken in tempest, speak life to the soul,

Sorrow and misery attend thy path,
How easy to deny, to go astray,
Overcome, tossed by doubt many of days,
What doth thou procure, but terrible wrath,

Mercy is given through heavenly sign,
All may observe, all too few understand,
Narcotic minds, damning errors command,
Swept through the air veracity divine,

Know this oh frail man thy Lord is revealed,
In bellow and blast, mistral and flutter,
Noisy gust, soft breeze, how He doth mutter,
Go to swaying forest, to windswept field,

God, though concealed, doth command and doth reign,
Although hidden, His ends or' man doth rule,
Oh attend the wind and act not the fool,
Lift praises, join in thy Maker's refrain.