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The Drift of Things

“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”

– from Reluctance, by Robert Frost

The Drift of Things

by Carmen H Gray

When a dream has been realized

Or a story has concluded

When the mission has been crystallized

The end cannot be precluded

It can be fought

It can be conscripted

It can be wrought

It can be restricted

Or, like light that finds

Its way into those dark corners

It can be allowed to shine

The drift of things, moving forward

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Infinite Night

Acquainted With the Night

by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-by;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Leaving the Infinite Night 

by Carmen H Gray

The nightingale enchanted me

With its songs of ecstasy

The sweet sadness of loss

Enveloped my heart

I sank deep into 

The infinite night

Where I could only feel

What I could not see

Where I could scarcely hear

The faint echoes of yesteryear

I held myself captive

In the comfortable pain

Until the sun asked to rise

I, unopposed to the light

At last stepped out 

Of the Infinite night.

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Someone

“If you should rise from Nowhere up to Somewhere,
From being No one up to being Someone,
Be sure to keep repeating to yourself
You owe it to an arbitrary god
Whose mercy to you rather than to others
Won’t bear to critical examination.
Stay unassuming. If for lack of license
To wear the uniform of who you are,
You should be tempted to make up for it
In a subordinationg look or toe,
Beware of coming too much to the surface
And using for apparel hat was meant
To be the curtain of the inmost soul.”-Robert Frost

Someone

by Carmen H Gray

Someone

Captures the brightness

That you surrender

As it trails behind you

Someone 

Gently transforms

The negative space

Obstinately clinging inside you

Someone

Holds fast to the unsung songs

Inspired by

Your presence

Someone

Who once was 

No One

Not so long ago