Hidden Emotions…
Conception, birth and then the process
of growing older, dying is in the future
as the lifecycle travels quickly and then
the final chapter written. There are no
exceptions, only an age and date separates
all living beings.
Strength lies in the middle growing, developing
a sense of self…we bloom or we lay in waste
with the fading of seasonal growth. Life is not
totally built around your dreams, but of what
impression you leave behind during your journey.
Weep for the past and drink in the thirst of the
years that may come, be strong of heart and
foresee with the eyes of a visionary. You may at
times feel that you were never young, life being
prison of weary pain, remember this you are not
what you feel.
Deep within there is a remembrance and emotion
hidden in the heart, quiet. You may be a ghost of
what you once were…but you are still a living being
and the world applauds the reason for your birth.
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I appreciate the affirmation in this poem.
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