On The Dark Side
Oh what elusive dreams I feel,
So close that I can smell the dew,
On the petals of the daffodill,
So near and yet so far..
Yearning so much to know that part of you,
The man I see when I close my eyes and dream..
Wandering aimlessly,
And donning rose colored glasses,
Lest I spy a side not yet revealed..
Or in my nietivity simply chose to ignore,
Oh where do I go from here.
Do I veer from the path I have thought to be mine,
Do I look the other way and let uncertainy be my guide..
Alas, haven't I worn these same blinders before,
Another place another time,
And where did that lead me ..
So very easy to pick the first flower,
and compose the arrangement,
Or linger and ponder awhile,
And hold out for perfection.
Shall I muster up all my strength,
And open mine eyes wide and see..
The face that is you, The dark side,
Painstakingly, hidden from me.
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Posted: Aug 2009
Comments (4)
A very nice poem indeed, it spells out wandering mind, that has so been Broke, too many time, It Is time to settle for a Minute, and smell the roses, or pick a Dandilion apart just to see how it was made, and Remember we were made just the same way, like a blowing seed will scatter all over, but planted seed will grow togather forever.....The love that you Chase, may be closer than you think..... Remember God works in Mysterious Ways, just when we want to give up hope, You are My Most Special Friend, and God Bless you...... stand firm, and love will prevail.
Larry