I have found this year's passage very
much like walking back than walking ahead.
Naïve heart, at first thought temporary
this feeling would be, but now, it has bled
out into the shades of this self-centered world.
And along feelings of pessimism have come, being fed
into this already hopeless heart, then being hurled
to my mind, my whole. Now such life I had seems dead.
Howbeit, even if happiness is lost
and my heart falls into an endless hole,
I know there's a sun, shining without cost,
that brightens up my life, saving my soul.
So even if my hope desires to leave
the future is open wide, I believe.
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