In the beginning

There was a dream... So I wrote it down... I write in metaphores so read between the lines...

In the beginning

There was a path

And elders held my hand

To guide me

 

Along this path

They taught me

Some well

Some not so

 

I learned

The best I could

And there hold

Slipped at times

 

Along this path

I grew

From the grip

Of the elders who knew

 

Setting out

Along my journey

The path grew wide

Sometimes narrow

 

There were high points

And there were low

These times

Came to pass

 

As did forks

In the path

Some I took

Others left beind

 

In some

I looked back

To wonder

What if

 

There was love

Along the path

And peace

And prosperity

 

In despair

At times

I grew in strength

I did not know

 

So the path

Lead me on

Sometimes slow

Sometimes to swift

 

There were wonders

And days of sunshine

Hours never ending

The want of them back

 

Days of turmoil

And of tears shed

Hours never ending

The want of them back

 

So I stand

Before such a path

Again in the beginning

Ready to step forward

 

In the end

This is all we have

Ourselves

And the path before us

Reviews

[duhduhduhdemi]

this wuz amazing..i think i understand what u are saying. my aim is sugarnspice036

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[Will Northerner]

Yes... the dream path before us all... billions of novel approaches... some intersecting... some not
The vision quest... hopefully learning from a backward glance but never wavering with too much nostalgia
Hopes and dreams foster future paths... Dream on... Carry on... Well felt reading... I see it

[Julie Dant]

What a simple, yet powerful poem. Describes a life's journey perfectly. We all of us can relate to this...how we MUST choose one path over another...looking forward to what lies around the bend ahead, yet sometimes looking back with wonderment of what we might have missed...Human Nature.
VERY well written! Wonderful poetry!
Julie

[Lorna Lee]

I have to agree with Tania, my interpretation was very similar and I have often looked at life the same way. It reminded me of something someone shared with me one time about how every second of our life is a choice. As i sit and write this review...each stroke of the key is a decision that I made whether it be conscious or not. One must remember that we do have choices and there is no way of knowing what each path might present- but many times there are signs that lead us down one or the other....even though we may not see them until it's too late. I think I relate to this Stanza the most:

"In some
I looked back
To wonder
What if"

Awesome poem.. I must have read it half a dozen times already. Thank you for sharing it.

[Tania Leigh]

"So I stand
Before such a path
Again in the beginning
Ready to step forward"

This stanza makes me interpret it as the speaker is about to begin on the path to Heaven, or to the next life. I like this poem....it says to me that although we have the guidance of others in our lives, we are truly solely responsible for our choices. I liked this very much.

[S. P. Vaporis]

truthful and heartfelt this writing shows snap shots of life's important moments. thanks for sharing! ~peace~

[Jenny Davis]

A fantastic metaphor for the circle of life, how we always end where we start...ashes to ashes, so to speak...very nicely written :)

[E. M. Murren]

What a beautiful description of the truth about life. So well said. Bravo.

[None]

Your last stanza really makes the mark outlining the words before them so vividly. A poetic and pensive look at life along the path. Excellent writing!

[luthien7]

Enjoyed reading this - the path through life. you express yourself very well, especially the variety of feeling. Especially like the sentiment "The want of them back.." in terms of turmoil as well as days of sunshine.

Thanks