We turn
always
to catch the light.
But the light moves away
our voices dim
we cannot shout
loud enough to be heard.
Move back, move back
but hoarse whispers are not enough.
As the light pulls away
and we
wait for
rain.
Our faces filled
with buzzing sounds
and the last remnants
of another dream.
We
grasp
the hill upon which we stand
and seek ever to again
chase the sun.
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Do you ever feel like you are missing something?
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Yes
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No
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Lovely poem. Yes, I always feel that I am missing out on something. I wish I could be contented with my lot in life, but I can’t.
Is that not the struggle in all of us? To have what we have without desiring so much more?
It absolutely is DocAndersen. A kind of “divine discontent”, as it is known.
that can be jarring at times if we are not prepared!
Most of the time I know I am missing most of it and it’s all good.
That is so very true. Sometimes we don’t see what is there.
Beautiful song. Sometimes I really feel that way, but I do not even know why.
Thank you so much! That is a feeling I get as well from time to time.
Most delightful poem and lovely flower. I have a poem where I was inspired to climb on a small hill and sing to nature.
that sounds like a wonderful poem! Sometimes you have to wander!
Nice poem and expressive words. Yes, that is so true sometimes
Thanks, Pam. There are days when that is the overwhelming feeling!
Nice poem. Thanks for sharing lovely flower
Thanks. That is very nice of you to say!
You welcome friend. I always want the support of my seniors like you because I am in the stage of learning. Thank you so much you always guide me and encourage me. Thanks alot
I believe we can all learn from everyone! The more we learn the better we are!