(I wrote this tangle, 24 Aug 2011, while trying to order my thoughts and realizing there are so-o many mysteries in Life's vast Realm that can never be understood, from the hollow pledges of others to the strange 'ports of call in the waters along our Life's Journey'. One thing is constant, though, and that's the 'last port' is the same for all. [dht-2011])
*** World Within Words – Unraveled ***
Day's Mysteries an intricate knot,
Whence attempts to unravel,
Prevail ere unresolved eclipse,
Whence nag Troubled Heart,
Whether confidences of Others,
Shared kindnesses of Kindred Spirits,
Whether hollow pledge spoken,
Or pledge rendered as token,
We yet go forth our Ports of Call,
Whence the Herald's Call,
We know the Tune,
Whence Journey's End looms.
[dht-2011]
[PHOTO SOURCE: GOOGLE online images]
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
World Within Words – Unraveled
Sunday, August 21, 2011
FOOTPRINTS ON MY HEART
(I wrote this, 21 Aug 2011, thinking how the treasures of my memories anchor me in the present, while at times impeding my Day's Journey. Living in the shadows of my past, haunting Dreams of Love, family, home, and passion, flee, leaving only their FOOTPRINTS ON MY HEART.)
*** FOOTPRINTS ON MY HEART ***
Thoughts adrift on Evening's Chill,
Senses teased by memories old.
Each breath increases awareness of environs,
Suggestive of a different path,
Echoes of Future's beckon.
Yet bonds of yesterday hold ransom,
Hampering fleeing memories.
Pains and fears awash the mind,
Whispers of the past surface,
Beneath the shifting sands of Time's Journey.
Abiding sadness permeates Day's Path,
Regrets a constant companion
[dht-2011]
[PHOTO SOURCE: Cousin L. J. Scott, edited]
*** FOOTPRINTS ON MY HEART ***
Thoughts adrift on Evening's Chill,
Senses teased by memories old.
Each breath increases awareness of environs,
Suggestive of a different path,
Echoes of Future's beckon.
Yet bonds of yesterday hold ransom,
Hampering fleeing memories.
Pains and fears awash the mind,
Whispers of the past surface,
Beneath the shifting sands of Time's Journey.
Abiding sadness permeates Day's Path,
Regrets a constant companion
[dht-2011]
[PHOTO SOURCE: Cousin L. J. Scott, edited]
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