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What I sought was never


What I sought was never what I found. Determining what happens to me is not an ability.Learned not to search like a hound For hints foreshadowing any liabilities.Instead I wait and see.I have learned that patience is key.

Waiting, I drink my tea,Until I have an epiphany, oh geez. Poetry opened my eyes,To what is usually unseen.I can’t help but release sighs When comprehending the unseen.The words we say that exist between lines and stanzas,Are words that make others help to understand us.Staring at your reflection Ripples in the water The image isn't clear Trying for perfection Beggining to understand What's staring back at you Just beneath the surface Reaching for it now Learn between the lines The water's surface stillsThe lights of our lives will always shine Even brighter than those at Christmas time.One to worship on a glorified shrine,Ignoring this light would be a great crime.So accept your bright light when it arrives.Don’t be influenced by the lies of life.Let your lights guide you through your painful lives.Loosing your way would feel like a sharp knife,The heart bleeding and begging as it dies.Don’t lose hold of your light without a fight.But, if you do lose hold, watch as it flies.That light of our life, forever, shines bright.

 

Illuminating the sky at nightfall,

Your light will stay even after we fall. 

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