The World of Art Through the Eyes of Duane
An excerpt from Duane's poem, "A letter to the Lord."
A poem for the Beloved ones
A praise for the mighty one
Oh Lord , forgive me , for I was born in fire,
Rained in a lion's den, and
I grew up amongst the Wolves.
like a woman in a marriage to a man who doesn't need her.
I see your works in my life,
But some how I feel so empty
full of sorrow full of yearing, for my heart to be comforted
I found myself swimming with sharks,
How is it you kept my lungs breathing
Praise your name
Oh Creator and protector of my body, spirit and Soul.
Am I to be just a man, with nothing to offer the world,
Could it be.
Am I majestic, complex and yet humble?
Do I possess that which will change lives?
I seek the wisdom of my ancestors, the courage of a king and the
innocents' of a child, learning to walk for the first time.
O Lord these are things only you can provide,
Until that day, i will stay still
As I pray.......