Longing

Just thoughts...

Longing for something

Not sure what it is anymore

There was a time that what I was longing for

Was obvious…

That time seems so long ago,

But yet still warm in my chest.

 

Somewhere along my path,

I lost it

It walked away

Or was it running when it left?

 

At this point in my life,

I have no idea what it is

I lost it someplace along the way,

And things are just not as bright as they used to be.

 

To walk around with this feeling in my mind,

To feel the lapse in my heart,

To know that something is missing

But not knowing what that something is

This is the point of my life,

That things are dark.

 

To wake up with the sunshine everyday,

To see the life that walks around,

To see the faces of people that I do not know

But know that they are all where they belong

They do not long for something

For they have found what they were looking for.

 

To be these people,

To know where I stand

To know that when my shadow falls up on the ground,

It is not standing alone,

For right there beside me is your shadow as well

This I think is what I am longing for.

Reviews

[Soul Magic✯]

very well expressed. your ink is amazing... it kept me reading to the very end. keep that pen hot

[Eagle Cruagh]

Great philosophy and great poetry.

Perhaps some of it is the great Wyoming
attitude. It comes through in this poem and
it echos in the name, "Rusty Spurs".

This is a story about life, it is real and
it is the foundation of poetry.

Beautiful !

====Eagle Cruagh