I recently was inspired by DnJ to write a poem on his thread, and threatened to write another one if I took inspiration.
I'm a little rusty as I last wrote substantive poetry in high school over 25 years ago, apart from the short poems of love I used to write for my XW. Maybe I'll take it up again for GAL
I hope this one inspires us to remember that whilst the world crashes around us, the centre of our world is not what we thought, despite what we once felt it to be...
The winds of change echoed overhead, Faint rustling in the trees. We had some disquiet about the wind, But misheard what it said.
As the wind slowly gathered pace, We held their hand more tightly. Signs of love emanated still, so we thought quite rightly. That our love for them, would conquer all - this wind is just a phase - a passing breeze, among the trees, and our tree will never fall.
So we walk the path we've walked before, Continuing arm in arm. The wind picks pace, we shield their face, never contemplating harm.
But trees with rotten cores do fall, And love does not shield the heart, Where in the moment of splitting wood, everything falls apart.
We turn to look at our true love, But our true love isn't there. A different path they've taken, whilst we were unaware.
The lightning struck whilst we had faith, In a love that seemed eternal. Vows of love mean nothing now, be damned to hell, eternal.
But as we fall unto our knees, Cursing at the wind, We fail to see, what seems to be, the forest for the trees.
See the forest lives, despite the tree, 'pon which we carved our love, The splintered remains of promised vows, crashed low from high above.
Yet as we labour with broken wood, Whilst our true love wanders free. We glimpse a truth eternal - Our forest is not the tree.
Cheers, DS
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