Emily's poems

Crossing this Threshold

a low hum slowly vibrates my fragile ears
my tired soul awakes to this soft cheer
the time on the clock says six-thirty
another day to clean up what is dirty
to begin our days of lovely glee,
in the many days that rush next to me
I warm my supper and toast in hand
greeting the early birds chirping in their band
my eyes perch onto the glow of this sun
this long life is not over yet; it is never done
I get dressed and wash to begin anew
in the trek that my prints left will forever glue
I feel a strong presence deep inside
the trials that we face are a part of the ride
this heart I hold is a power I feel
an organ of many that calms and heals
our love is infinite; we bleed the same
a reminder for the division that erupts with its flame
one's journey has begun out of their dark ways
our passion ignites through all of these days
I am no stranger to what I do know
even if the people outside drag me low
my thoughts tend to spiral and never come to
a point where we no longer feel blue
these roads are a maze, an obstacle course
evading and dodging with defensive force
intuition detects what knowledge lacks
lost in the sound and sights that distract
our focus is on the current objective
zoning on one option, apart from the collective
I am glad there is intellect to use for light
in a world full of darkness that we have to fight
lies attract many, but facts towards few
we rise above the evil that captures what is true
I breathe a sigh as I help lift a man
he thanked me dearly, as a new chapter began
my wish for this world is that a voice can be heard
I do not want their vision to be blurred
long lives are worth the risks taken
to achieve a goal that renders our souls shaken
creating a delicate crisp of delight to feed
the stories we listen to are well worth the read
I take a break from this filled day spent
it started so calmly, and then off I went
a line that few will cross has the bridge drawn
an epic flight I leaped from this mere lawn
I jumped my way to the sights I saw
as I witnessed the beauty unfold to my awe
but for now, I continue my voyage through
the forests and jungles filled with bamboo
I will find the treasures with gems I behold
and the jewelry bedazzled with carots of gold
an amazing day is awaiting me ahead
past these shadows of doubt clouding over with dread
I will seek the beaming light I saw this morning
the rain will soon subside and will stop pouring
until next time we see each other soon,
I am crossing this threshold into the afternoon...