I Sense

By: Woodrow Odom Lucas

Hypocrisy surrounds me,

Lies abound,

Feigned affections,

Mercurial Friendships,

The weight of a confused generation haunts me,

But still, I sense a greatness beckoning,

I sense a true becoming waiting in the wings,

I sense power of untold fortunes,

And love eternal abounding,

I sense connection,

I sense perfection,

I sense acceptance of imperfection,

I sense fears fading beneath the sound of rest and contentment,

I sense love,

I sense endless love,

Beckoning me to the great beyond,

But not before, I leave this world just a little better than I found it,