I spoke to the sky

I spoke to the sky

A Poem by cancermoonrising
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I spoke to the sky and found out I wasn't brought here for any specific purpose. A part of my soul sank, another part already knew better. It explains why I float aimlessly, constantly searching, never finding. Never really knowing what I'm looking for, but I keep telling myself more exists, that there has to be a better place for me than reality. I don't want to bury myself in the dirt, I don't want to lay my body on the earth if it doesn't penetrate me from my soul to my feet. I need the earth to shake, I need the ground to crack itself open and reveal a world covered in light and dreams, my past life. Living inside my idealistic head, how can I possibly be happy with anything else? I'm not content with anything less, and I want to go back to the place I came from. I tell myself to start from the ground up, that I must dig up the soil to find my way back. But it won't do me any good if I refuse to get my hands dirty.

© 2017 cancermoonrising



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Really love this. It is a human trait to search for more in this life and understand the whys and what we are here for...myself included. It can almost tilt the scales of sanity/insanity at times :) The sky holds all answers and none. The answers we seek are perhaps answered by the questions alone. I think you have to feel the whys and what is there more than know them. It is a path of wonderment yet one of soul shaking at times. Thought provoking piece :)

Posted 1 Week Ago


I love the imagery of the dirt vs the light being the same thing. beautiful imagery. and so true. get yourself together that is the meaning of life.

Posted 2 Months Ago


This is a nice text and I share the opinion about sometimes thinking that there is no specific purpose for me here, or that my ambitions are too high, or that I believe in dreams that cannot come true.
But at the same time, why refusing to get your hands dirty if it ends up digging something good.
As for our purpose here, to paraphrase Ray Bradbury, maybe we are just here to be witnesses of the wonders of life, maybe we don't have to do anything. Maybe we just have to sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
Thanks for sharing.

Posted 2 Months Ago


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A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.
You can't go back to what was, you can look at it but never go back, the past is there to reminds us where we came from but the light of a knew day is just before us to show us what we can be if only we have the strength to reach out to it. Awesome job.

Posted 2 Months Ago


What did the sky say to you when you spoke with it? Nothing?

Posted 2 Months Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


It seems as if you have not found something that makes you truly happen. Personally a feeling I know too well. You are still in process of discovering something new something exciting and happy. I enjoyed reading this.


Posted 2 Months Ago


This is awesome & I love this type of writing. I love the way you speak with clarity & honesty. I love the way you weave in natural observations & imagery to break up the introspective parts, so this doesn't sound like a self-absorbed spiel. Instead, it's gracefully presented with good questioning & straightforward conclusions. Some people on this website do contemplative pieces & it sounds like a diary entry. But yours is art.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

All that talk of dirt and earth, only to end with not wanting to get your hands dirty? This was a brilliant end to this compact and complete questioning of one's purpose.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Thinking of why often leads to thinking of how. I enjoyed this piece a lot!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Incredible work! You created such an amazing masterpiece that helps people of all ages relate. Truly great job.

Posted 2 Months Ago



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Added on June 1, 2017
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