The Ever Strong

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
“The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone”--Henrik Ibsen

Submitted: August 29, 2012

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The young mind looks through the window,

The silent observer, the watchful one

Living in shadow, forever in darkness

While laughter, aflutter and soaring, are endlessly spun.

Every step, steady and sure, along the morning air,

There the will is born from the twin aching hearts

Beating so strongly, tearing so swiftly,

And yet it mends, with Father Time, so slowly, in bits, in parts.

Subdue thy mind, and hide thy fears

Of fading fouls, for they without doubt will weaken

The ever strong; Cease the rebellion from those you know

Then salvage my dreams from frigid wounds that deepen.

The young soul, ever so singular

Can wish and anguish upon the midnight stars,

Until the world decides to decay, depleting the words,

Where innocence was a bystander, and experience, scars.

Embracing reflections, erasing emotions,

How else could a child become so useful?

When quiet attempts, and tender knocks at the door

Are all for naught and Father prefers the always gaily and ever youthful.

Soon the all seeing eyes shall bear the truth

Of fragmented pasts and changing wheels, only to cry

For what was missed, and lost and found,

The ever strong shall stand tall, though his heart will always sigh.


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