After years of wandering aimlessly without a muse I have come into the presence of one who has awakened a sleeping heart. I have been shown that there is still hope and still goodness in the world. I was handed a mirror and forced to see the beautiful person that I am and to learn to love her all over again. I will be forever grateful to the Muse who inspired this poem.
A New Road
Alone I was left to wander
broken and mismatched
What I saw made me ponder
Had the gate been latched?
Would there, could there ever be
in all the world 'round
Someone to view the real me,
To find what could be found?
Was it in them to enjoy
that which I most love
There is no deceit to employ
I am the same below and above
I thought hope was close to lost
and the towel was ready to throw
My heart was growing a frost
my light was losing its glow
A light
not mine
steady bright
beautiful shine
Walked right into my way
And with a smile so sweet
Blew the dust away
gave me a tender treat
Showed me that the inside counts
and to be strange was good
Gave my step a bold new bounce
and led me through the wood
on the journey I came to learn
That I was just as bright
That What could heal had a burn
And was losing its own light
together we found a way
to learn it over again
That its best to enjoy today
And seize now, not when
The first few steps are taken
the road before unseen
the loose bits have been shaken
and the new slate is clean
Where we go from here
is still to be sought
But I travel without fear
For I am brighter than I thought
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