I find my…
Pure imagination Superseding hesitation All beyond communication Of the purest contemplation Ideals and dreams; my fantasy Theoretical reality Adoringly and meant to be Beyond all capability I find it… Fascinating how we seek the truth But fear the risk and lose our youth Instead live life a bit uncouth Yet proud to be a private sleuth You seek to tout a platitude In lieu of honest gratitude Never mindful of the magnitude Of aptitude or attitude I find that… Continuing the introspection Sorting emotional connection Finding that I lack protection From the ache of lost affection Is who I am, my life’s appeal? My heart and soul I choose to heal No longer urging to conceal That which matters stays surreal I find how… We lose a dream and soon forget But life’s too short to form regret It matters not from where we met But only time modifies mindset The shelter from an answered prayer When darkness crept from everywhere Now only filters out the dare But can you see the final flare? I find now… For life spectacular, I voice The flash of faith, my perfect choice Until the end, I’ll still rejoice Because without doubt I keep my poise.
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February 2024
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