We live in a whirling world,
and everywhere we turn
something claims itself to be the latest and the greatest.
and so i looked around from where i stood
i took it in
and i took a breath .
i did my best
to grasp at the fading glow
given off by the fleeting, the failing,
the feelings that those things offered me.
so as i journeyed, collecting as much as i could
upon my wear arms,
collecting these things that would
simply just pass,
i paused for a moment
and i remembered you.
you
in all your glory,
and what love you had for me;
the weight i carried was nothing
compared to who you were,
compared to how you loved.
so as the strain upon my arms came to cease,
all the empty boxes i had collected,
the shattered objects i had pursued,
collapsed at my feet.
letting go, it was clear fullness could be found
walking into something different.
journeying into a new light.
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»scatter-minded«
Poetrywe laugh, we cry. we love, we hate. we live, we breathe, we feel. life is said to be a roller-coaster ride, a puzzle, a journey, a story. and sometimes all that's needed is a little pause, to take a breath and contemplate all of its little matters...
