This picture taken by my daughter days before Michael passed into
our eternal memories. On that day the heart of The Almighty broke! The skies opened and even Heaven
cried.
"Daddy I want to be a poet”
"Just a poet then?"
"Not
just a poet!"
"A Great POET!"
Softened
by times consummate plush,
How sleek the woe appears
That threatened childhoods citadel
And undermined the years
Bisected now by bleaker griefs,
We envy the despair
That devastated childhood's realm,
So easy to repair
Boy, you make the heart of a dreamer proclaim his/her dreams, don't you.
None of us want to be "Just a poet...". We all want to be a great poet. I would be a liar if I said I strived for less. I want my career summary to read: Great scientist, great business man, great lover, great friend, great philosopher, great poet. Who doesn't?!! Indeed, I am consumed by this. It is what drives me every day. I won't achieve all of these goals, I know. Who can? Only the very rare, but do I desire and dare to be the very rare? Yes I do. I have to try even though I know I will only make it so far, and that all the deeds that I may achieve are only transitory, the stuff on a hundred years if I'm lucky. So why the fuss? I don't really know. It is programed into me, I guess, but that is who I am, and that for which I strive. Always a work in progress, trying to be better, until the final end, of course. Where will I go? What will I achieve? "Just a poet..."? Not if I can help it!
A short poem. A powerful poem. Words of the human soul from one so young. We are programed to strive and dream. And we dare to want our dreams to come true. This is probably the greatest attribute of the human soul.
Aww.. how do you say so much with so few words?
Children are unique, because in their mind they truly believe they can be anything, do anything.
Reminded me of Calvin and Hobbes :)
The awakening of a child to the reality of existence is only cause for sadness should they themselves despair of their aspirations. I have had the privilege of talking at many assemblies and schools - requested by the school for reasons that frankly elude me - at all them I had but one aim, to communicate one thing: Never give up. Never surrender a single inch of yourself or your mind or your ideas to the world; courage is all that is needed, the will to exist and to succeed will make the world bend for you - if only for a moment before you are dead and gone. But that moment is reason enough.
As always with your writing so little says so much, that it makes me envious for having to resort to such superfluous words to match your wit. Envy aside, bravo!
Simple thought... honestly expressed.
Who here among us doesn't feel those words bouncing around our minds everyday? If they aren't, they should.
Good inspiration to continue the journey.
This somehow sums up the dreams of children. Children really want to be great and do great things, until that is, someone shatters the said dreams for them.
I do hope all of us writers here persevere with our dreams.
A great write, thanks Tate!
Yes, it does indeed. But what have we but our own hopes to guide what we will become. Our our dreams often times our sourest desires and our deepest needs? Then life, or those who live it with us, redirect our focus of what is possible.
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