Mists, clearing

by

Frank Valentyn

Erik, Viking of the mind
what wind and weather pointed you
what tide was it you judged to form
primal impetus of your journey?

Did you see the need as child
the child as needing
feel the uncharted seething
breathing pregnant challenge?

Within that vastness of fluidity
the interchanging troughs and crests
of knowing and unknowing
how was it you felt so acutely
the turbulences and solidities
see through the opacities imposed
soar through frothing irrationality
clearing the clinging familiar mists
thought to be horizons?

Doubtlessly you remained a child
within the endlessly steering mind
playing calmly gentle games and smiling
towards infinite discovery

Dedicated to Erik H. Erikson
Professor of Human development and lecturer in psychiatry, Harvard

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Why don't you look at Nature's Glory
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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