for my long flight away from home for almost a decade now
He is alone, unhearted
self-exploring, self-discovering
self-searching, near to the frontier
range of aged time
Hi is young by mind
wildhearted, self-motivating
near to the farthest
corner of the city wilderness
He is ' I ', he is ' me '
he has crossed continent beyond
edges of ' my ' inner space
He has unlocked the chain
fettering on his flesh
being self-prisoned by self-convicted
guilt of a crime beyond arraignment
of not knowing oneself
He is refreshing with full humiliation
from the wildhearted disposition
He is now reconciling with himself
myself
for a dramatic flight back home
soon
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wildhearted-marchanism-2010/