once

once I arrived at knowing

comprehension enabled continuing

as a solitary stranger

amidst a world of words

I acknowledged basic beliefs

yet as myself alone

I continued strong

I voiced a vision

of order and images

emerging

which mirrored

my dreams

the process of growing

from my mind's knowing

intuitive sight

I gathered together

a volume of beliefs

with these as my anchor

I am not prey

to the movements

which take words

I have established boundaries

with the sense of freedom

from minute perceptual poems

I have a foothold

amid change

I can register/record

knowing/dreams

learning

confident release

able to leave

a poem

to stand alone

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[ThistoShallPass]

That was really very beautiful. I can't say anything other than that.