my own soul
O you soul,
Everlasting ijn open ocean wonderlessly free,
Vasting the world,
Making the eventual space to fading horizons,
O, soul,
You're lost, gazing; hopeless,
Measureless oceans of space,
Seeking the direction,
Under the moonlight you search and wonder,
Waves softly brush against the rocks on midnight sand, as if the cool breeze were meant to exist in your life,
As if you were supposed to feel the thunderous pressure of love,
A mind blank, yet full of of such sorrow,
The stars are yellow and bright,
Balls of fire, light bursting through like symphonies of sorrow burst through the torn heart,
O soul,
My dearest comrade;
Enjoy your supreme adventure,
For you are lost in gloom of uninspired discovery.
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A soul in search of a better tomorrow in cased in a
blisterous torment of lost desires sought, with the
ponderance of wonderance, be it by land or the torrential flurries of the
windblown seas, yet evaded on every aspect of its journey, seek and
yee shall find me not but expeditiously he continue his wondrous
excursion. Keeping with pace the Hopes to fulfill his mission of
contentment at its journeys end.....Enjoyed your poem.....O Soul.....success is
not achieved without effort......continue on with your eternal search.
Your pen speaks volumes,
Jim
Thank You Very Much, You're Comment Was Fantastic, I Appreciate Your Kind Words Of Inspiration
You are quite welcome sir, the poem was one that gathers and serves up, (to all wondering souls) that ventures aimlessly, a tasteful dish, to (wonna) take a break from, their long journey and come back home to enjoy..
Cheers,
Jim