And so it ended.
Fruits of endeavors lost while the rain soon followed.
Reckless arousal, mitigated propriety -
"God speed."
One way streets are supposed to be taken,
Make no mistake that you have wandered.
Aloof along a way that no vision can describe:
In its reckoning, one may falter.
Arriving upon the layout, reposal befits.
Find meaning in the slumber,
Rest well that you have landed.
Cycle through what needs be abandoned,
Obtain from within it: Gratitude.
And so, it began.
Dawn's birth lends activation,
You move freely within its breath.
But now that you are here,
You'll bask in warmth until its death.
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Author:
Nicholas Browning (
Offline) - Published: August 21st, 2018 00:44
- Comment from author about the poem: May you find the meaning within yourself.
- Category: Spiritual
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You staying a while? You not popping your clogs yet?!
It's difficult for me to become motivated. So, I can't really say my friend.
If truth is what you are seeking, as far as I am concerned.. the meaning can not be found elsewhere.. well writ young sir.. N
Thank you very much my man. Meaning is something bestowed I think, and life I believe is all about finding meaning in things. Best of luck to us all in that regard.
my pleasure & true....
this is what I would call a wandering song or poem.. it should be taken slowly not hurried and should be glimpsed rather than stared at...rather like its namesake really.... enjoyed muchly.. Neville
Two comments on the same poem, Haha. Thank you sir. Yeah, staring at the sun probably isnt a good idea. Thanks for stopping by again good sir!
double the pleasure... N
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