Cry of the Universe

Night melts into the pulse of the darkness,

My yesterdays have passed by as a dream,

Sleepless, I fear I have missed the meaning,

Of a life stitched with a starlight seam.

 

Travelling through life with tender footsteps

Only the present continues to be.

Looking back at the ripples I’ve made,

The young flautist now plays for eternity.

 

I remember the night I heard the bird sing,

It sang with all it’s being, it was here,

The musicality of the bird’s sweet notes,

Made my heart quiver, my eyes shed a tear.

 

But it's not great sadness that made this poem,

Rather a search into the essence of life’s game,

An attempt to understand Waiting for Godot,

Imitation, reality, absurdity the same.

 

A thought like the breeze, a sigh in the trees,

I feel we are not who we think we are,

A flicker of form, a touch of shadow,

I see only the past when I look at a star.

 

Going nowhere in the ever present now,

That what I am I will continue to be,

For everything that I did not understand,

Has now made this person that I call me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is such a meaningful poem for me, as I am in the autumn of my life & it can be tempting to get dragged down by regret or a skewed view of one’s own life as being wasted, or at least not well lived. Your poem is so gracefully written to show that even the tough or painful experiences are all part of the beauty each person continually develops. Love your gentle references to nature thru-out, as this is the way I most enjoy relating to the principles of living. Strong rhyming, too! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Madeira]

Once again Margie, I thank you so much for your review, I love philosophy and endeavour to see meaning for everything that happens to us, so pleased you found some meaning too.

[Pete]

we can all relate. you write very beautifully with deep meaning. we all question life. we are what we are and are shaped by life experiences - the trick, i think, is to be ourselves and stand firm. we must also be flexible. it's all a delicate balance. as long as we have peace, love and an open mind, all is well. nicely done ... :)

[Madeira]

Thank you so much Pete for reading and reviewing my work I really appreciate it

[Fabian G. Franklin]

We are all the stuff of stars. It shouldn't be surprising that we wonder at what we are or our place in the cosmos. You've penned this beautifully. I enjoyed the read. Bless.

[Madeira]

Thank you so much Fabian, I really appreciate the review and pleased you enjoyed it

[Lydia Shutter]

"Is that all there is"....a question we ask ourselves at some point. Reflective words...beautifully written. Lydi**

[Madeira]

Thank you so much for your kind review, it is really appreciated

[Sami Khalil]

The endless search, the long journey and the joy and sadness we encounter along the way. You portray them all in a very wonderful and inquisitive ways.

[Madeira]

Thank you so much for your kind review, really appreciated

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[Madeira]

Thank you so much Neville, I am really pleased you like this poetry

[Neville]

I have absolutely no idea why you have not received more positive reviews for these fine words.... I do hope I may have kick started something of a review frenzy my friend...... Here is wishing you well regardless..... Neville