Follow

By Elton Wildermuth, 2002

Show me a star
caught in a prison,
light of the world
dying and risen:
I know you; I want you;
I have to; I want to,
I want to follow
wherever you lead,
child of Apollo,
my faith and my creed.
Walking a road
having no ending,
chasing our tails
uncomprehending,
Take off that face;
it doesn't fit you.
We are all more
than we admit to.