The Unseen Spot by Oscar Senn

He says it’s not so serious, that everything’s all right;
in a voice so clear and certain, so low and calmly quiet,
that when he speaks, peace is present, palpable and real,
carried not by sounds in air, but what my heart can feel.

Sudden recognition of a forgotten friend’s return
Brings a lifting of the spirit, absolution from concern.
It’s an instant of remembering, a moment unrehearsed –
time outside of time, where disorder is reversed.

His voice falls soft and thoughtful, behind and to my right –
he must have been been there all along, just outside of sight.
So winding was our road, so rapt was I in thought,
I forgot he paced my every step in that unseen spot.

He doesn’t even mention what a stranger I have been,
or all the ways I’ve wandered since last I spoke with him.
No question comes between us, not a single why or how,
a seeming lifetime’s passage cannot separate us now.

In a smiling voice he answers the last doubt that crossed my mind
with such simple stunning wisdom, so artfully opined,
that the path before us vanishes, the trees all fade away,
but in their passing shadows sparkle stars and suns at play.

The stately ordered movements of the cosmos, moon and stars,
flow from his speech like richest wine from finest earthen jars.
I drink, and heaven opens, dimensions reflect all ‘round,
in mirrored halls of the elder king where a prince reclaims a crown.

A prince who traveled with me as a brother and a friend,
who never once asked a thing of me, neither homage nor amends,
but calm and patient, shared my search, whispering in one ear,
reminding, teaching, persuading me to love instead of fear.

Thank you, Oscar, for giving me permission to reprint your beautiful poem.  For those of you who loved this one, you can find more ACIM poetry at

Copyright 2013 Oscar Senn