One of my older poems...

Look all around me
All I see is despair
In these sacred halls
Searching for truth
On these etched walls

Feeling the sketches
With a gliding hand
Like a ancient dream
Images of long ago
Drawing their theme

The legacy of their art
Pulls me through
To the very last
Of what is buried
In the distant past

Feeling the arcane
A place of wonder
That surrounds me
Fabric of reality
Creating what I see

Seeing livid images
Of a new reality
A magical land
Enchanted –
Upon a grain of sand


“I look all around
Into the truth-
Of a magical life
Madness of creation”

An image before me
Truth beyond words
Vision of my reality
Set in a wall –
My own mortality


Scott Caretto
November 12, 2007
10: 58 PM