(This is not supposed to be significant to anyone or even good, for that matter, but I need to start writing again.)
and somehow far from the wide and endless ocean
hazy purple mountains around dusk
might be a good
short term
replacement
for we go there to ponder
and remember
and anticipate
what has yet to come
An abundance of secrets
spilled off the cliffs
into that ocean
buoying trust
in the eye of the storm
but as I sit here
watching the sun go down behind the mountains
with a hazy pale pink backdrop
I can sit here and ponder
and remember
and anticipate
what is in the present
such a beautiful moment that ought to be shared
In a moment of vulnerability,
I think about talking to someone who might understand
who might relay some good advice
but I realize that sooner or later
I will need to learn to stand on two feet
for they will not always be near
doubt plagues my mind
and I am overcome with a sense of panic
do I have the knowledge, the resources,
the courage?
can I stimulate change
to be a catalyst for all things good in life
though I stand
alone?
I wish I could be at the ocean
to reach down and drink the secrets
of all those who came before me
to feel it in each vein
in each cell
so I can be filled with an omnipotent wisdom
that can only be described by that which is divine
But sitting here
looking forward
I will feel the earth under my feet
and know the pain and sorrow of those
who have walked alone
in the face of a difficult world
"know
that you can draw strength
from those purple mountains
that you can draw strength
from those purple mountains
and know
that it will not be an easy journey
but tomorrow
you will move them"
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