I have told you these words before
Atop the rickety walls
Way back when in Jericho
And you laughed so hard and so loud
That we did not hear
The trumpet
But I told you of a story
A fable
A fable of a young man
(You told me, “There are many fables of young men”)
Who first had to be lost to find
Himself
And so inspired was I
That I launched myself into nothingness
Hoping to be lost
You found me then
You find me now
You will find me once again
For you are the catalyst behind every parable ever written
I was told
“Growing fruit in the desert is a fool’s errand”
When have I ever been known for wise decisions?
Poetry Reed Diffuser by Evan Raiff
Evan Raiff is a poet, author, and storyteller. His poetry has been published in multiple journals, including Verse Virtual and Spillwords Press. He has had two books of poetry published and continues to hone his craft every day.
