The Fly

 

The fly moves against the window

Without thought attempts to enter

The world of reality

Unceasingly strives,

Unknowingly struggles,

Until time is gone and it is no more

 

Foolish fly

Cannot enter the world

Trapped in ignorance

Struggles until no more

 

The fly knows no other way

Seeks no other choice

Therefore, struggles no more

It is, and is no more, without purpose

 

Can it be I too move against the window?

Choose no choice

Foolishly struggle, never knowing reality

Until no more

 

Ah, but the window opens

The fly without thought is freed

The way is clear

But I hesitate until no more.

 

 

Fred Walker

March 20/ 1990

"Everything that has ever been, lives on within the essence of what is.

 

Catherine Anne Collins

Author of

"Sword Across Time"