Poems

Milestone

A family of one.
The reconciled dirt
Has made the waters clear.
That's what I've become.
A leap and a bound-
And proud that I'm here.
But we're not done.
Consume the lesser minds
With an end that draws near.
Disarming of income.
Their hearts might start to beat
Once we remove the spear.
Our souls divine as one.
As the steps and gates of heaven
Magically appear.
Patience.
I know that we're not there yet
But, we're already here.
Jay CastroComment