Tuesday, September 21, 2010

A Little Poem

Longing, Sorrow

Are what is felt

To see the aspiration

And realize just how far

Gaze never straying

From such a distant

Powerful

Passion

Worry, Fear

That what is seen

What is desired

What is sought after

Is only a figment

Of all it was hoped to be

Scared to find that all the time

Spent longing was in vain

Even if success comes forth

Love, Hope, Faith

Are what holds the course firm

The belief that what is desired

Is what it was imagined

Hoped

Dreamed

To be.

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