Standing bold we scanned introspective

this thrive to venture

trying to affix totem and meaning

Does the shallow fool

prevail assured of grace fulfilled

now at heel after the panic surge

when our dream last plundered

Is there chance walking in our shadows

Does folly clear forward sight

Do we daub our flaws

making crystalline thought

certain of the design we build

Has destiny gotten there early

echoing the congratulatory light

the behest of humanity filter our grace

Is there agony in anticipation

Do we ascend from point of need

to a cadence of want

Timing the last rasp 

into the revelation


Gayle Bell’s work has been featured in numerous anthologies, print and online publications