What are we searching for – where does our yearning lie?
I am not quite sure, I have the feeling I am destined for something bigger than I... (I know THIS - what I am becoming). I don’t intentionally provoke immorality... But why then, do I welcome it with open arms? Why do I enjoy it so? Why…, (What I have desired for so long) -A place I could feel safe, call home is anything ‘but’…
In life, there comes a time when we must ‘stand and recognize’!
I’d like to think I’ve earned this right, paid my dues if you will... I have managed to hold my own, infusing with-in - what is right and wrong... I know who I was and what I am becoming... Are others exempt?
Put your hands together as you look to the sky...
For years gone-by, more than I would like to remember ‘I have done just this’… Where have YOU been? Why do I feel YOU have forsaken me like the rest? I have believed in you when others have not. Have I been ‘dismissed’?
Auspicious signs will then reveal,
Hmm~… this indeed, they do. Beware though… not everything appears to be an open book.
Life is ambiguous… even-handed it is not!
Open to interpretation – how true is this! No apparent objective – it depends on how you view life. Unfair and cruel – THIS I am all too familiar with.
Don’t inspire with apprehension,
I do not have the luxury of encouraging fearful expectations.
We might have one – forcing its threshold...
I’ve had the drive to push forward for so long. Why now… am I giving in, giving up this fight? True is this - boundaries are only as we imagine them.
- Love and compassion a vital quality
Interesting traits… do they really exist?
Purity and Innocence, a distinguishing feature...
Forsaken me - these have done.
Life has a path ‘to each its own’.
To claim it as mine… this I do not choose.
Ours dreams lose their way, To say I’ve had them once – I guess in ‘goals’ I did.
Legacies ‘somewhere’ have become obscured...
Does such a word or belief still exist today?
For this is the 20th Century - People are not here for their names to stay...?
I have to say that I agree with Ms. Belsito after reading this. Indeed you have put together a very imaginative piece. I think the object seems to be more thought provoking that spontanous agreement of the masses. There are certainly parts that we can all debate upon and I think by writing this you have increased awareness of where we are all heading or at least could be.
The pursuance of our Life in general is becoming more frigid than ever, as long as we can't have the grip to hold on those classical moment, it will just then fade like the immorality has been legalized in all its aspects.
In a search to be, see, feel, and hear, we find a part of ourselves interconnects with this 'ultima', this presence, an infinite state. We live and long for a 'legacy', to be fulfilled in our lives, so we can hope one day to fully look back and acknowledge the direct impact we had made on others lives. We want to change and grow, and see, and be felt, but our growth is inhibited with we get caught up in ourselves, get caught up in how much we want to be, when instead we can presently ignore that minute part of our selfishness, and focus on the well being of others. Ghandi once said "The best way to find yourself, is to find yourself in the service of others." When we acknowledge the truth, we can act upon this understanding, so we can ultimately be..... One step closer to actually fulfilling our "LEGACY".
"Where have YOU been? Why do I feel YOU have forsaken me like the rest?" -- I think this is the question you will eventually answer. Except, who are you asking the question to? In my honest opinion, judging from my own personal spiritual experiences, YOU are the saviour you seek. So, taking this out of its original context, where you may be asking a supreme being, it seems you are lost to something within yourself, and you have forsaken yourself. I am not judging at all. This is something which is happening with all of us. And, as we put the pieces together, we find who we truly are.
This is an outstanding poem in the sense that you are asking questions we all need to answer. "I know who I was and what I am becoming." What is in between? Is one life linear, birth to death? Every moment is an opportunity and an experience. We don't have to measure who we are by who we've been. We don't have to advance ourselves on a perspective of the past, but to grasp the moment which is now, and to advance on that. "I don't intentionally provoke immorality." What is morality? Only you can say.
Excellent poem! We can learn so much about ourselves from the questions you pose...
AN interesting piece. The thoughts that it provoes make it a very provoking piece. It is done well, and in such a different way that it makes it a very inventive piece of writing. Well written and done. XX
I wouldnt call it a poem but i still love it. you have described what youve become aware in and in turn have brought a sense of awarness to life in us with your writing, And that is a gift .