The Poetry of Richard Schletty
I am living in my body for this brief period of time.
Each day, with varying intensity, I ask myself, "What should I do?"

A feather falls silently on the stone walkway.
A bird chirps, delivering an unintelligible but beautiful lyric.
I stand apart from a kingdom I can not yet know.

While there is steadiness and strength in these hands,
While there is vision and resolve in the chemistry of my brain,
I should paint a picture of Spirit.

I will try to see with my third eye.

© 2006 Richard Schletty
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