Remember

Remember

For me it was the trees; for you,

will it be the ocean?

Cold air and pine resurface within me yet again,

and I ask the blanket to further comfort the cold.

Natural harmonies emanate a new conception for silence,

and silence carries with the breeze.

Wonder now with this innocent addition,

how fresh it is all obtained.

Soft flesh! Witness nature exist with no age,

and allow for the manifest.

For later your desire to return may conceal itself in memory.

For me it was the trees.

Nature bore witness to the being and eternally permeated:

"Child you know not your fate but always exist,

among your blood you shall reveal your purpose but for your soul,

you shall never know." 

You exclaimed this! Shouted this in your breath,

and though you spoke loudly your chapter dissolves.

Is it youth we strive for or that lost connection vaguely recalled?

Struggle ongoing, obligation feeds of life and this balance presents itself cure-less. 

I am not lost! I am not far gone!

Though now here I lay, a shadow of my former self,

withering with the leaves watched cycle countless times before.

Echoes are imagined, not heard,

and the remembrance is now a legend, 

perpetually projecting timeless visions of another realm.

It's name eludes the mind, though nostalgia impersonates,

unlocking a door a door who's content sails I closer,

and in turn further from.

Colour untrue those eyes capture each same horizon with infinite grace,

and you've left me greener each time you defeat slumber.

Values presented to be redeemed are apprehensive in your grasp,

absorbed not in ecstasy, but in natural love.

It is kept connected though detached may it appear in your story.

Worry not for now, time has offered her mercy.

Let the armour she builds arise intrinsic,

but beware...

for how you wear it will determine it filled with purpose,

or display a hollowed suit.

For you, 

nature lays bare as you lay tranquil.

Doubt will uncover you in your defeats,

and even I will not be capable of re-assembling what is left.

Strength found in you alone shall be salvation,

but worry not this story has been told before.

When you feel as if an absence has been left within your heart,

remember to listen to the breeze.

Pine and water exist in different lives,

but you and I remain alive within the same world my love.

Stay true to yourself and time will haunt you not as it has.  

In your years you will yearn for the return of the breeze and what it awakened.

It's rediscovery shall be your purest milestone,

if you've attained the clarity to admit your flaws.

The trees have reflected my soul true in their apparition...

for you, will it be the ocean?

Reviews

[richieb]

A very well written and deep poem. A confession of sorts. Your words probe emotions that settle into the heart and soul. Feelings that circulate within us flowing to our mind to create imagery's that give life to the past and hope for the future.
You are a talented wordsmith. Good work.
Richie B.

[Jaydaut]

"Colour untrue those eyes capture each same horizon with infinite grace,
and you've left me greener each time you defeat slumber."


"Values presented to be redeemed are apprehensive in your grasp,
absorbed not in ecstasy, but in natural love."


I broke these two lines out, to frame them for clarity on the negative space of the page. Words so unpredictable in their relationship to each other, like..words demanding to be read.

Some music forces one to listen. Rap music for instance. I don't understand Rap music, I don't actively seek out or listen to Rap music, but some Rap stops me; the music forces me to listen.

In this way, I was first reminded of Rap music when I read these line you've written.