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In the Nothing I was Found

Todd McMahon 1973 (Silver Spring, Maryland)



A desert land true to itself:
Rock and rock on a rocky sand,
Far away on a distant land,
Where it had rained rock that cover the ground,
And for water there was none found.
Not even a drop!
‘Till you traverse and crest over the mountain top,
And opened up below is a sea of blue,
Crashing upon the rocks,
And carving them anew.

Not a smile to be found,
Not even a face
In this barren desert,
This lonely place.
But mine of course,
upon my horse
and the rocks below.
This lonely place has nothing to hide,
nothing to show,
But for a man’s heart,
it was always there from the start.

Oh my horse!
How stubborn she is,
To find her own way off the trail she did!
There we found,
More than the ground,
More than the rock,
The door of my heart to unlock.
We had discovered,
Myself and my stubborn horse,
But it was myself I had recovered.

The dessert owes man nothing,
It was here before will be here after,
My star’s light birth;
And when the light is not extinguished in death,
But transformed to something more distinguished in life,
Between chaos and structure,
Enlightenment at last.

About this poem

The poem was written during a horseback ride on the dry and stony island of Aruba. The ride provided tranquility and soothing quietness and allowed me to clear my mind and find myself, if only for a few moments! A few moments indeed! Enjoy.

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Written on August 04, 2021

Submitted on April 13, 2022

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  • Dougla$Irishman
    There is a time in life when you exceed your expectations like you did riding your horse ! Not many can say that, truth is far stronger then the best of fiction Life is for the living and you did it ! Bravo for a very brave poem ! 
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  • abielias1
    Beautifully compelling imagery!
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