Breathtaking moments; absent
Wonderers of the world; average
And my daydreams have waned
While hope fleeted into silence
Promised horizons; fog riddled
Colors became a dull ignorance
Life, like me, is losing meaning
In life’s envelope and surrounds
It’s cruelty to learn our greatest
Resides ageless within our past
To have come so far, yet so short
In the little time, we’ve inherited
To lose everything of any value
After we understand…what matters
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Poet of the Light © 2022
Never Grow Old
𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌.𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖾.
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We do understand with time..
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Which may explain the need for the journey itself. Thank you
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I absolutely love the in depth meaning of your poetry! Sadly after we have lost much do we see the meaning we hoped we would of seen when in the midst of it. Blessings.
Julia
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Absolutely. Thank you
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These verses capture the emptiness in time traveled. Blessings to your continuing journey.
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Blessings to you in yours as well, thank you
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Profound musings…
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Much appreciate my friend
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And that, my friend, is wisdom.
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If only we were born with all the wisdom required. Thank you ☺️
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Yes… I say that often.
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🙂
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Touching poem about a feeling many people experience as they get older. Growing older is difficult and unfortunately ageism is common.
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I understand this perspective and the poem hits the heart that has lost hope. I have found many different levels of the wonder on the earth – that is always right inside of me when ready to see. That has been my journey….pain and understanding and then beauty – same thing but new levels of beauty and love come with the understanding when the suffering subsides❤️💜❤️I wish for you the connection of joy with all that is on this planet and the angels watching over you🎁🌈♥️
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Thank you for your feedback and well wishes both.
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