Walking In the Shadows of Why and How

For years, I guess the glass I used to see me on the outside
Revealed a clear sky that sang at one timid glance
From an occasional nod, I called my own
In some remembrance of this cross I wear
For my thousandth second chance

I wonder if the truth of my mortality has chosen now to meet
With the knowledge lifted from this Phoenix’s ashes
Or is it just as plain as the untouched places
Where loneliness now gives rise and fancy strays
To self-inflict a thousand lashes

I look once again into the glass and I see me on the inside
Full of love and the wonder of here and now
With the occasional nod, I call my own
I bravely cross the line I drew in sand so long ago
Walk within the shadows of why and how

Reviews

[roy mccarthy]

i like how this poem leaves a lot up to the reader to interpret,
there are some awesome lines,
'
I look once again into the glass and I see me on the inside
Full of love and the wonder of here and now
With the occasional nod, I call my own
I bravely cross the line I drew in sand so long ago
Walk within the shadows of why and how,'
i think it's a poem of promise neva,
great write!

This is the perfect poem for me right now. Left me speechless.

[brenda]

wow outstanding poem:)

[WynterPhoenix]

Lovely write, Neva!

[Hayley]

I like: "Where loneliness now gives rise and fancy strays
To self-inflict a thousand lashes"
This makes me ponder a lot of things. Walking within the shadows of why and how, if you will. I see religion in this, which speaks to me more with the mortality and the Phoenix's ashes. Great write, as always :)

[tigerclaw]

I just love the last lines to this piece..I understand the journey sought in your words.

[Veronica Chandler]

"I bravely cross the line I drew in sand so long ago"
These words resonated deeply and now vibrate inside me. I enjoy reading your work and I jumpped back in to re-read, which signals my own interest and delight. Lovely work Neva!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Questioning our decisions is as natural as breathing to us. Who couldn't relate to this poem?

[Joel M Frye]

Though not a Christian, I've been born again so many times I've given Great Spirit stretch marks...a thousand second chances, aye. The last two lines of the second stanza left their mark on me. And "...the shadows of why and how" is simply, stunningly brilliant. Well done, Neva.

[Ravyne Hawke]

Simply breathtaking.. your poems always touch me on so many levels that I come away emotionally, mentally and creatively amazed. The imagery of the glass, the mirror, is well worked throughout this poem. Great job!

[Tasha]

This was so beautiful Neva.

"From an occasional nod, I called my own
In some remembrance of this cross I wear
For my thousandth second chance"

Simply amazing! :)