Shattered Dreams

SHATTERED DREAMS

The perfect object

Within my mind

An image subtle

Yet sublime

Over time

I fill in the gaps

Painting in between

The spaces

That can be seen

This icon

Doth take shape

In the form

We doth create

As time goes on

Were eased

Of our creation

We’ve grown pleased

What doth take form

Is from our hopes born

From many years

And a heart well worn

And then

At some point

Our creation

We doth anoint

As we reach out

To that

Which we desire

We are bitten

As if by fire

The object

So carefully

We hath made

Shatters

In a myriad pieces

Easily unmade

When we reflect

Solemn and deject

We realize

That our thoughts

Hopes and desires

Reside within

A world from which

We eventually will tire

It would seem

That this object

Is born of

The world of dreams

As I pick up the pieces

That once were hope

I learn

After so many times

To cope

When we turn

Away from

The world above

We look for

A substitute love

As I sit

Among those pieces

The heart empties

The darkness increases

At some point

In the dark I see

A spark of light

Drawing me

Another object

In my mind

From which to create

Will this pattern

Ever abate

-Shiidon, August 2010

I have started my exercise program again. I have walked three nights this week so am well on the way to my past routine of waling 25+ miles a week. I hope to keep it going. So many things can be seen if we just draw ourselves away for a short time. On these three brief walks I have spied much to be amazed by. On the first night I saw a shooting star. It was fast, small but beautiful. A reminder of how fast small and beautiful our lives in this world are.

The second night out I saw deer feeding or standing in yards along my way. It was inspiring. The beauty of nature is powerful. the stars in the dark moonless night and the summer sounds from the woods just beyond sight.

More poems forming in my mind. More to come soon.