Steps

Steps

A Poem by RuseInex
"

pensive transition in life

"

my steps are precious

each one i take leaves me lesser 

takes me closer to the end

my steps are precious

each one sweeps me the final precipice

end of days youthful times

when i ran, as i jumped

soft supple springing steps

sprang and danced

radiant face form moved in grace

soft airy dream dance spheres of life

no pains, no aching no shriveled hands

no age-ed skin, no glass itched eyes

no feebled drooping grins

no weakened, tethered listless passions

my steps are precious now

rather not spend another one 

wandering wasting empty turns 

facing searching trending spending

wasting mazes with deception's traces 

my steps are precious

end time for vices

lay me down to sleep

i shall wake new meadow lands

streams' water sounds falling 'round

eternal lasting steps buoyed far flight

beyond boundless highest rays of heaven's light

my steps are precious

i will follow now,

I will follow now along the way

 

© 2015 RuseInex


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Added on December 5, 2015
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Author

RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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