Illuminating Pockets

So see to say as if I knew anyway

That every path is blocked by this

To make it clear as can be

That this is the road to proceed

Faith and birth, and common Earth

That the other is ended dead, stopped and led

To this alternative burgeoning

In the light permeating dawn

Like a whisper of a finger peeling the sky

To reveal slips of golden yellow abolishing the blackness

Putting pieces together of how

These whirling cogs of brothers and buds grew

The possibility for this now and why not then

To learn the reciprocal for the explanation

Of what is not to judge but to let in

The person not the checklist

The lighting in the timing of what each can see

Beyond the horizon, illuminating pockets of why was that

Pockets of the past blooming in the now

Flowering a future to reflect when choices may be made

To confirm what one thought was wanted

Versus what ended up coming

The true lessons of God

Sinking in the silent sod

Seeds, rain and dirt

Honesty, choices and hurt

What we thought was best, was true at the time into

What we never knew

Beyond a single human perspective tinted by senses

So to say, maybe it just had to be

This way