A Zone

   Michaela Sefler       

The life of the soul
is described and denoted
chambers and chambers
that tell and manifest.
Order and majesty
beauty adorned;
decorated and supported
by sensibility and honour.
My attempts
reach; a day I prove
yet I tarry
for I am only human.
Earthly separations
keep us occupied;
through zones of concealment
I walk and search.
For what is lost
can be recovered
the merit I search for
is my last chance.

©Michaela Sefler.  Reproduced with permission of the author