In my heart there is a restlessness
I cannot put aside.
It spans the earth from forest glades
to ocean’s moonlit tides.
For torn I am for want of both
the rootedness of trees
that seek the well-spring deep below
and rustle in the breeze;
And ocean’s ceaseless journey
to distant unknown shores,
its gentle, womb-like rocking,
its chaotic, mighty roar.
And so my heart doth travel
‘tween contentment and emotion,
peace of leaves and gentle paths,
excitement of the ocean.
But often times my heart is spent
and cannot find its way,
and so it is it comes to you
weary of the day.
You take my hand and lead me
to a place that knows no harm,
to the shelter of your steadfast love,
the safety of your arms.
For you are the port my heart doth seek
where forest meets the sea,
and with you ever in your love
my heart will always be.
And so my love remember
no matter where I roam,
I always will return to you,
the place my heart calls home.
For as I’ve traveled inbetween
one thing I’ve learned is true,
the journey of a my lifetime,
begins and ends with you.
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Thanks so much. I actually suck at poetry, but I keep trying! Dropped out of Writing 201: Poetry! LOL Thanks for stopping by and for the follow.
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I enjoyed your gentle sweet way with that subject. My hair, now beginning to grey and I begin the walk “over the hill”. I have experienced in my own way that of which you speak and have left alot of me scattered along the way. Finally now I am making a conscious effort to put it all together in one place. My grown children suggested a blog. I still am somewhat unsure about the mechanics of this thing but am finding some small satisfaction in sorting through years of thoughts and feelings jotted here and there and finding a place for them to go. Not sure if what I am writing is fit for the consumption of others but it seems it is something I need to do. It seems I have lived most of my life outside myself and now my path turns inward. Thank you for the example.
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“It seems I have lived most of my life outside myself and now my path turns inward.” Yes, yes! I hear that. Sometimes I think we get so busy raising our kids and trying to hold everything together that we DO start loosing bits of ourselves along the way. It’s exactly as you said, picking up those pieces and putting them all in the same place. I set up this blog mainly to practice some writing prompts, but it soon became a place for me to just say what was on my mind. I think you’ll like blogging. You have some great insights. I’m so glad you came by the cave. Was the music too loud? Grin
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Don’t mind it loud at all. I will frequent your place.
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I love your entire site. It’s beautiful. I also have listed and linked you as a nominee for the Sisterhood of the World Blogger’s Award, the details of which are on my site at https://randombitsoftrialanderror.wordpress.com/ Welcome to the Sisterhood!
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Thanks so very much for the nomination. I’ve got a few. I’m choosing to not do any of them now. I will eventually. I sincerely appreciate the nomination though. And I’m so glad you’ve pulled up a rock to sit a spell.
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Yes, the site is so very beautiful, I agree…and this poem too…
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Beautiful!
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Thanks for stopping in. Sometimes you just get sentimental, ya know?
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This is an excellent poem. My sentiments exactly. I love the ocean and the mountains. I think that is why I love San Diego and the weather is great. But home will always be where my wife is.
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Thanks so much Sonny. I appreciate it.
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I love this! Very lovely.
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Thanks my dear. I appreciate your comment.
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