Undetermined

somewhere among those bumps and scrapes

endless nights of circumstance

foolish outcomes of serious mistakes and angry wrongs,

you were there

cascading effortlessly 

honestly,

a sage for my sorrows

a word from the wise

such ethereal elegance,

perfect advice.

where were you in the tears of my younger days

had I bothered to pay attention back then,

when sadness stayed and grief remained

did I hear your voice?

was that you?

or rather a semblance of disconnected echoes out there, 

trying in their own way to make sense...

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some friends we acquire later in life make us feel like we could have used them earlier in our lives when we were young and reckless. Maybe they could have made us smarter.
I love the line "where were you in the tears of my younger days"
Back when I needed the comfort you provide in my older years.
j.

[Alisa Js]

Aloha J,

Yes indeed... those are some of life's endless mysteries.

Thank you for stopping by. I'll be by soon.

aj

[John the Baptist]

One wonders who is being addressed here. It comes across like a prayer.

[Alisa Js]

Interesting take indeed... I will be by soon. Thank you for your time and comments