i have known the bitter taste of hope
have dreaded its inevitable return
in vain rejecting with dejected demeanor
its perpetual patterning shrouding
my ponderous journey with futility
i have bemoaned how hungrily
this hope has companioned my steps
tracing subtle distinctions between
fallacy and faith like an impassioned
preacher of very earthly means
i have embraced an angry diffidence
as if indifference might as well
a panacea provide, shielding blindly
the coy glances, the voluptuous
enveloping entreaties of this hope
little did i suspect in my despair
that life would ever speak to me again
proposing just one more journey
beyond this daily febrile delirium
to a realm of passion and honest joy
and having heard its message
i take another step
Salt Lake City 10 Nov 2012
It has passed, George. You have a heart to love, and there are people who care about you.
I’m glad you released your voice here, and it will surely add as a lesson in your life.
Blessings and love. 🙂
It is for this indeed, Pawan, that my voice continues to find words to speak, to write — that I still feel I am heard. That my words can still matter. However simple or repetitive they may be. By speaking here, I have been spoken to. And those who have spoken to me, who have shared their thoughts, their words with me, have already taught me so much. I pray this life will continue to open paths to me. And to endow my heart with understanding. Thank you, dear friend.
We have this beautiful life, and we can only learn from such experiences.
It is your voice, George. Keep sharing love. 🙂
Isn’t that wonderful? To get that call for another step? Even if it means just one inch because sometimes that’s all one can manage. I know myself to always be split between sadness and joy, but it’s the thought of moving just a little further that helps sometimes clear the day.
Oh yes, Joe, it is wonderful. In my most timid moments, and my most fearful, even despairing, I am amazed to find yet another path open to me. Another step to take. Sometimes I do not know how you or I manage to continue threading our steps between sadness and joy. But we do. And that alone is a wonderful thing. That we haven’t surrendered to the dullness that is so easy to resign oneself to. No, we go on. Finding more to say. More to live. I am so pleased to know that you continue your journey, Joe.