How much was my deposit?
My life a week older
How better off am I?
As I get older
What are the means?
Of living here
When what I give
Causes more fear
I am tired now
Please let me rest
Give a little time now
I will be my best
I finally see now
What it all means
Spending a lifetime
For others means.
Stoic
In time all things fall
Insanity softens to understanding
It was not that, ever
Simply a Truth, beyond its time
Embraced, reconciled
Never apart, but finally accepted
Maybe known before its time
I was, am, that I always was
Now to feel more, and think less
Silence is no longer boredom
It never was, yet was unheeded
I am finally enjoying the play
And I applaud
Stoic.
Across worlds, a blink
Child to man, a breath
A product of what I think
And there is tenderness
Sometimes quite enough
Often falling from the caress
Never leaving, nor arriving
I am here in this moment
I am here, always, loving
I AM
Stoic
A cluttered world
Nothing is finished
Everything begun
Distraction forbids
A tree beckons
A simple thing
Touching, seeing
Two as one
Face to face
Not back against
No distractions
Just a tree and me
Stoic
Her gossamer shroud
Draped so loosely
Droplets fall as tears
The gathering dawn
Will drive away
Traces of dark fears
In reverent silence
The world appears
Never twice the same
Of grayscale hues
To colours unknown
Daylight lays its claim
Where else could I be?
Past regrets call to me
Yet I cannot change
Anything I used to be
Where I may wander
Here and yonder
I choose only today
Though I may ponder
And I am still here
Regrets may appear
Yet I cannot change
Anything else but here
Stoic
Many things may never change
A merry go round year to year
Spun so fast we fall away
In a spinning world of day to day
Scuffles upon the monkey bars
With every year we show the scars
No recess here in this playground
Lessons taught but lies abound
So I will take my ball back home
The game was sometimes fun to play
Bruised and broken I have found
Little fun in this playground
Stoic
