Adolph Caso Presents Photography and Poetry During National Poetry Month...

Adolfo recently wrote that he and Margaret were on their way home--you know, winter was over--only to be greeted with a snow storm! Beautiful pictures, but quite different from the warmth of Florida... It seems we are often on our way somewhere, not knowing what will actually be there when we get to that chosen place... This poem by Adolfo made me think of that constant state for many of us...

On My Way

Never the desire has left me

to get to you, oh God,

in these last thirty years

and some, of which so many

in darkness.

Are there more?

I should not ask the question

for night is yet my light

that fluctuates so distantly

though close to my heart:

too often,

it dimly disappears

So with the means--religion,

with all the man-made sinuousness

whose beauty and logic

have often brought me close to you
You

        remained distant

and dim...

Still,

I lay in thought of you

not knowing how much of it,

or the inner being,

is my feeling.

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By Adolfo Caso