des Anges Cruser, Decision
As I scanned my options to prevail,
A crystalline memory did ascend.
Agony, with a clear lugubrious cadence,
Raked like a rasp across my soul.
Echoing from a portend
Of a destiny not fulfilled,
A call to grace does bubble up,
That I, a fool, do daub and filter.
I will not let it thrive or surge.
But at my daemon’s persistent behest,
I must venture a solution.
Timing nipping at my heel,
Revelation out of reach,
I stumbled at last on a plundered totem
From a distant past moral stand
That I had taken by design.
I seize it now, trying to leave
Nothing to chance.
Born in Washington DC, I completed advanced degrees in French, public administration and psychology. My doctorate is in family systems and organizational behavior. My career spans 50 years, from serving as a commissioned officer in the US Navy, to working as a psychologist and senior manager of behavioral health systems. I retired as an associate professor of research in the mental sciences in Fort Worth, Texas, and currently do healthcare consulting. I’ve published in scientific journals, but now I appreciate the time to develop a more literary creative experience of life.