The Calling

Walking alone in the too dark night
With only my own light to guide me.
I see what should be, what could be
If I am to be true to my own destiny.
Time skips by, a giddy child, while I--
While I piece together lost souls
with lavender and sugar cookies.

What have I to give, I who have
Walked alone in the too dark night?
I guide the lonely heart to the nearest star.
I carry the load that was too much to bear.
I walk with the tired and muddled minds.
But, sometimes, I find a soul so mired,
So lost, not even I can lead the way.

 

 

Reviews

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

While I piece together lost souls
with lavender and sugar cookies.
I believe only you could have written a phrase so..
I guide the lonely heart to the nearest star.
I carry the load that was too much to bear.
I walk with the tired and muddled minds.
But, sometimes, I find a soul so mired,
So lost, not even I can lead the way.
Growing up does that,we have to share responsibilities and slowly from us being the dependent we move on to others depending on us.We have to show them the way,when we ourselves are still looking for our paths :)

[Raef C. Boylan]

Great rhythm and flow to this, to the point of perfection; the internal and subtle rhymes are skilful.
I like how you are able to be both profound/compassionate and comfortingly human at the same time:
"While I piece together lost souls
with lavender and sugar cookies".

This is a pleasant, soothing read. The end is technically negative, unless the suggestion is that those people will have to find their own ways out before you can help them (?), which is possible and therefore, although admitting defeat, your narrator has not given up on hope, just on being the provider of it.

Great piece. Is this old, or just re-posted first so that it seems old?
Thanks for posting it.

[Leesah]

Somber and reflective piece Emily, it conveys such delicate humanity in the end....outstanding write~

~leesah