मार्च 9, 2007
Soul searching
The glare of the searchlight is now upon me.
Laying me threadbare.
Exposing my deficiencies and shortcomings.
The veins of rock and the knots of stone.
Upsetting me from my high pedestal.
Will my soul pass this intense scrutiny?
Unlikely. Meanwhile, I await redemption.
Recollecting what I was.
And shying away from what I have become.
