Writing a poem is like discovering your soul because
sometimes the hardest thing in life to face is yourself
but the words that come out of my head reflect my past
and some of the times that I wish would have lasted
just  little bit longer.                                                          ­        

Some of my loves were like a fire that sparked quickly
and then  burned with intense heat but some burned
out quickly and my soul seemed lost in the flame
leaving me never the same.

The soul tries to bring harmony and order out of chaos
and it attempts to introduce meaning and affect where
there was none and it  gives highs and lows to a landscape
that was previously flat.

The words I write define my soul and who I am and what
roadblocks I have had and finding the strength and courage to
overcome and the ability to forge new roads through the
disappointments that I have had to face.

And as I look at the words that come to paper I realize
that I am not my pain and I am not my past but I have
discovered my soul and these words have filled a great
big hole knowing that love comes to those even though
they have been disappointed and to those who still
believe even though they have been betrayed and to
those who can still love.

Only a powerful soul can offer love and be humble and
my words have helped me to discover this and let me
realize that any time not spent on love is wasted.
                                                         ­                             Jon York   2017