Into the Light

Into the Light

A Poem by David Lewis Paget
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One verse of the following written every ten years of my life, from 21 to 71. The last verse written two years ago. I doubt if I'll be around to write 81.

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Here I am, twenty-one,
So many things have to be done,
Many’s the cause I’ll be fighting for
Keeping the vows that I’ve sworn before,
How many children blessing my way,
How much love can a lover sway,
How many words can I write and read
In the years ahead for my restless need,
Where am I headed, this fateful night…
             Out of the darkness
                  Into the light!
 
                     - II -
 
Here I am, thirty-one,
So many things still to be done;
Where are the causes? Fought and lost!
What of the vows? Tempest tossed!
Where are the children? Left behind!
What of the lovers? Love is blind!
How many words have you written and read?
Much too much for this aching head.
Where are you headed, this fateful night?
             Out of the darkness
                   Into the light!
 
                    - III -
 
Here I am, forty-one,
And all life seems like a dream undone.
Everything I would have taken for me
Has slipped from my grasp, forsaken me.
All my children are grown, but one
And wonder; ‘Where did this man come from?
What was the pact that he kept with me…’
While I have nothing to answer thee.
All my words as a mist, widespread
Have since dispersed from a source long dead.
Where am I headed, this fateful night?
           (Have you learned nothing….?)
                I guess you’re right!
 
                - IV -
 
Here I am, fifty-one,
The daylight fades and the muse has gone.
The loves I loved as my vision bled
All turned from me, and to them, I’m dead.
The rhyme was lost and the music died
As I turned to stone in my heart, inside.
Where is the youth that yearned to write
Through the endless days to the latest night?
Is this what happens, the years take flight " 
             Into the darkness
                 Out of the light.
 
                  - V -
 
Here I am, sixty-one,
I thought the end would have come and gone!
But then a light seemed to beckon me
To trip through another’s history.
When China called, I know not why
I saw new future’s I’d never tried,
The way was clear, my life was spent
So I fetched up in the Orient.
With all its bustle, its pomp, and pride,
I picked up the pen that I’d put aside,
For black-haired girls feed my heart’s content
And children like jewels are heaven sent;
Is this the future, I know it’s right....
Out of the darkness
      Into the light!
 

            - VI -

Here I am, seventy-one,
Life fled past me and now it’s done.
All of my loves, kissed me and fled,
I’m left alone in my empty bed,
And looking back on a life undone
It’s hard to find any heart I won.
I gave my love to the wishing tree,
The tender mistress of poetry,
She won’t desert me, for given time
She’ll still remain and they’ll call her mine,
And if there’s anything waits for me,
(The afterlife is a mystery),
I’ll seek my rest from the daily grind
Of aches and pains that are so unkind,
And you may find in the words I leave
Some comfort, knowing you’re not to grieve,
But seek me out when the time is right,
            Out of the darkness
                  Into the light!


David Lewis Paget

22 November 1975
16 June 1986
1995
26 December 2005
9 February 2017


© 2018 David Lewis Paget



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So many thoughts to ponder here...but seems as if life played out just the way it's suppose too...though living with no regrets always sounds so good..I"ve never meant anyone who doesn't have at least a few. Life is hard and challenging and can be down right confusing! I like this poetic journey you took..still unfinished.. :-) and thats the really good part...there is always hope :-) I truly enjoyed reading this piece of yours...has me pondering many questions of life and love.

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So many thoughts to ponder here...but seems as if life played out just the way it's suppose too...though living with no regrets always sounds so good..I"ve never meant anyone who doesn't have at least a few. Life is hard and challenging and can be down right confusing! I like this poetic journey you took..still unfinished.. :-) and thats the really good part...there is always hope :-) I truly enjoyed reading this piece of yours...has me pondering many questions of life and love.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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