Sins to Pardon

When all the water is drained from this lump of clay,

when the last sunbeam from my eyes has faded away,

when the final glow of hope has turned to ash,

and those I thought friends have loosed the lash,

how can I stand on this earthly globe of sand?

Will you still be my friend, will you take my hand?

Will anyone remember me in time's murky mist

or will I be lost in the west wind and world triste?

How can I forget those dreams that we shared?

Are they lost, forever gone, have you not cared?

The light of memory through the prism of clear emotion,

in white, you saw yellow desertion, I saw true blue devotion.

Where can I feel safe and that I belong?

Without sun light, in eternal night, how can I feel strong?

Where you might see in me a shadow's misery,

my blinded eyes will remember your beauty.

Guide me home to where we began,

back in fields of gold, before our time ran.

Take me back to the innocence of Eden's garden,

before the fruit of knowledge left us with sins to pardon.

Reviews

[willweb]

You know how that old saying begins, "You know who you friends are..." As it seems the world turns against anyone and anything we feel more and more like we stand alone. Longing for at least one to stand with us. Nicely done my friend.

[Soren]

Thank you so much my friend. Yes you never know who is with you and it is only you that you can count on. Your comments are always deeply appreciated.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Before people in our lives started to turn on us...we saw with Rose Colored glasses...
we trusted, we felt no one could touch us...safe.
After the first lesson, that all gets blown to bits.
And then we are just where we are...in the midst of a blue garden...very much alone...
but lesson learned.
Wiser but aloner.....

[Soren]

Right to the poetic point Jacob. A beautifully worded comment that encapsulates the essence of this piece. Thanks so much Jacob