STATEMENT OF TRUTH
by Sandra Moosman
I am all that has gone before.
I am the sum of what I know and a number
Figuring in others knowledge.
I can reach out to touch the intangible,
To walk like the cat at night - observant and alone.
Part of but not entirety.
In my eyes, the promise of dreams
Once never conceived.
The potential slips awkwardly into reality
But the dye is cast and caught.
I am here - here - among the living.
The past bruised and dented me
But the future I claim for mine.
True the shadows reach clawing fingers
But their grip slips evermore
And step by step with deliberation,
I leave the past behind a closed door.
Step by step.