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Dancing in darkness and solitude

6 months ago. May 18, 2024 at 7:56 PM

After movings things around a bit I came across some old writings I'd done years ago (decades at this point but who's counting right ^.^)

 

Thought I would share them here, a glimpse into my younger thoughts and psyche. 

 

Please do note these will range from happy, sad, detached etc as they were written in some of my darker and more troubled years.

 

Corner

As an old man sat in his street corner,

a young suit passed him by.

But he was forced to retrace his steps 

as he heard the old man sigh.

 

Perplexed he asked what was the matter,

was the old man in need of a home? 

Did his lack of food and clothing

make him feel all alone?

 

The old man looked on this young 'un

and shaking his head sighed again.

"I pity you boy, for though my journey is close to an end,

the one you are on is very far from done. 

You are right at the beginning.

 

But fear not for I will be here for you,

if you need a friend or a fresh point of view. 

My corner will always be open to you." 

 

The suit shook his head, dropped a penny and walked away,

but the old man just smiled and watched him make his way.

............................................................................................

As I dance along my path

I push my many memories aside. 

For though they are cherished and beloved greatly,

I have come to the awareness that only this moment in time 

has lasting value to me.

 

As I cast my lot in, 

move forward and back again,

in the intricate steps of the dance life is teaching me. 

..............................................................................................

 

I found a little piece of you 

floating above in the clouds.

As I passed by the river you called to me,

your golden voice tinkling, soft sweet words.

My spirit rose as the birds sang with you,

my feet followed their own path.

 

I blinked and found myself immersed in the waters,

the currents are buffering and caressing me, 

your tender touch conveyed by them

as they wash away my foolish worries. 

 

The sun is sinking low as the clouds fly by,

the warmth on my back, on my cheek.

Who could help but smile?

 

For in nature's purest moments 

I am with my maker again,

as I remember all life's wonders

and joyfully I am thankful for all my blessings. 

 

 


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