Caught between two worlds,
The
world that is; the world to come.
Trying to navigate a matrix of what could be,
And
what life can only be.....for now.
Hands
linked; minds connected
As
one, and so deeply won.
Yet
still silent barriers,
That
surround despite the freedoms.
Separation,
segregation, desperation.
Melded
and intertwined with
Exultation,
exhilaration and complete
Satisfaction,
for what the future holds.
Lessons
learned and understanding,
Yet
still so many classes to attend.
Wayward
words, unintended indifference,
Pain
delivered. Pain felt. Grey clouds.
Burdens
piled layer on layer
Crowd
out the sun from sight.
But
these are only momentary
And
will soon disperse like the morning mist.
Leaving
behind a path
Of
forgotten woes and empty friendships.
Promises
that were not delivered,
Support
that was so easily removed.
But
life and love is not built
On
such fragile a foundation
As
insincerity,
But
rather on the promise of whole,
The
solidity of truth
And
a scaffold of love and completion.
So
while we yearn to live,
Know
that our dreams will soon take flight,
And
soar above the tumult below
In
peaceful and tranquil harmony.
