The world shines upon those
who see the sun
that hides behind the clouds
for he knows that warmth
is found within his own heart.
The clouds shelter him from the cold,
the sun will rise
and set as it does
but nothing stops him from living.
The stars may dictate his mood
but only he will see through the storm;
for fate is not destiny,
it is your will.
Tag: poetry
This Moment in Time
This moment
in time
is all I have.
To forget time
I need to live
even if, just for a second.
So I close my eyes
but all I think of is you
and how I wish I could turn back time.
For a moment there
I thought I did
until you spoke.
I was there
and now you are here
with me.
If we stay still
for just a moment
maybe then time will pass
and the world will quietly slip by.
Sensation
The sensation has vanished,
touch no longer has a hand;
connection is diminished,
I now understand.
Eyes have become the vehicle,
that steer us to blindness;
we’ve forgotten how to ride the bicycle,
to our own divineness.
Senses are secondary,
with a life surrounded by objects;
stimulation is primary,
and we are the prime suspects.
Expression is compromised,
our hearts no longer dictate;
our interests sterilised,
our voice a touch too late.
Slow to smell the roses,
fresh sweet perfume;
but time is wasted on social poses,
and we are unable to resume.
Life is a mirror,
our reflection today’s picture;
what I am I struggle to deliver,
and taste the sweet nectar.
Lewis Walddren 