A Bare Truth

I am in the present perfect Where I have always been, Finally reaching Something of my own Which makes tomorrow A day worth following... As I rise with the orange glow Of an enterprising ideal That is too ardent And possessive to let go... I may be unknown and alone, But the real one is ready Apart from here And has become part of the world I am striving for... Separating the many Halves of me And sorting them Into the infinite good or bad I am most likely to succeed... The Cause is the ideal, The ideal is the principle And the tempter's key Which unlocks or fastens The door of immortality... ©All Rights Reserved-2011