VINCENT

Confused, clear,
passionate as fire,
walking through forests
dreaming he can talk with God,
the man is a child
who needs to be held
for weeks, for months,
for years,
in the warmth of some woman’s lullabies
until his heart knows
he can never be rejected,
never be lost and unknown again
for he sleeps in a starry sea
and amidst the rolling white clouds
that spill over black mountains
after a rain.
One day,
this man Vincent
will sing a song,
with such innocent passion of heart,
with such honesty of intent
that birds will circle him as he sings
and bears hidden in deep brush
will lick their paws with anticipative joy
knowing that such songs
are the beginning
of a dream so beautiful
as to awaken even
the slumbering souls
of men.

VINCENT

Blake Steele

Molkom, Sweden

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A poem about a young Italian man I met at a festival in the mountains of Italy. Some people are so fragile, incapable of handling their sensitive, loving natures in an often calloused and ruthlessly competitive world. My heart went out to him, and I wrote this poem of hope not only for him, but wish it for every sensitive soul.

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