Tranquility

Tranquility

A Poem by Matt Stewart

Early one morning I set out just before the break of dawn;

Days before I had been thinking of all that had gone wrong.

I tried to secure the sands of time, and hoped they wouldn't pass,

But I guess somewhere along the way I tipped the hour glass.

All around me I watch friends and family steadily come and go,

While I'm trying to figure out where I'm going, life seems to be on hold.

I've spent so much time questioning paths, answers, and reasons why,

Until I finally just break down, thankful to be alive.

As I walked those dreary streets within the wake of the day,

I seemed to find myself in a completely different time and place.

I could feel such a change coming on through the whisper in the wind,

And that's when I came to realize the path would soon begin.

I worked and slaved day by day, trying to put the past behind,

Until finally it all hit me; some things never escape the mind.

Many would pass me day by day and see the smile on my face,

Not knowing that beyond the innocence, my heart was going at a different pace.

Keeping silent is what I've always done, but I trust the Lord still from day to day.

Someday I may break this habit of stubbornness, but until then I'll seek a better way

Some scars just aren't visible; you have to look deep within.

Once you begin to know a person, the cycle begins again.

I spent so much time in the past, thinking of how I had been wronged,

That I turned a blind eye just for a moment to a place I knew I belonged.

When out of the blue, an angel walks into my life that seeks a friendly face;

All I know is to encourage her until she finds that peaceful place.

My heart, it yearns for her day by day, as it leaps right out of my chest,

And for once a woman comes along that doesn't make me feel like second best.

Some have called me blessing; some a man among men,

Yet I see myself as a traveler, yearning for what's just around the bend.

Lord knows I'm just a child of sin, but out of his love and grace,

He opened up my heart to those who need a loving embrace.

If some people knew who I used to be, it would turn their face blood red,

Yet within the time of greatest pain, my heart was revived from the dead.

I praise God for taking a guy like me, so stubborn in his ways,

and make out of him, a beautiful creation who longs for better days.

Some say I'm a pretty good guy, a loner, or a poet,

And yet I stand for so much more, and some day you'll come to know it.

© 2010 Matt Stewart


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Matt Stewart
Matt Stewart

Irondale, AL



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My name is Matt Stewart, I'm 26, and have been writing, for atleast 12 years now. Overtime my writings gotten alot better over the years. Writing to me is meditation, and letting my heart and mind go .. more..

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