On this cold summer morning,
As I sit and stare at nothing,
Thinking of life’s lasting journey
Taking me to islands far
From the shores of peaceful comfort
To where the wild things now are,
Cruelly tempted by past visions
That time and space have warped;
Lost in memories forgotten,
A list of names without a face.
And as dark clouds roll above me,
As my stomach churns and knots,
I discharge my introspection
To release from me my fear.
For it is choice that I have chosen;
It is age behind my years,
An oasis in the desert
That slakes this thirst that harbors me.
So if now I do feel a hunger,
I can satisfy that need,
Though I’ll have to leave this haven
And strike out on my own way soon.
I am prepared to wander
Among the packs of ravenous wolves
Cloud by day, flame by night,
Lead me ever closer now
To that future reconciling
Of my present circumstances.
I am here and I am willing;
I am brave and I will walk
Among the wild things beside me
For it is this that makes me strong.
-Dakin 6/18/08
4 responses so far ↓
An Imperfect Servant // September 25, 2009 at 1:50 pm |
I am brave and I will walk
Among the wild things beside me
For it is this that makes me strong.
This whole poem really struck a chord within me and I love the way you ended it, with so much hope for the future and for future growth. Truly beautiful.
The Poetry Corner 4th Edition Volume 1 « Brainstew – impressions personafied // September 26, 2009 at 12:56 pm |
[...] refreshing and pulls you inevitably through the lines to the poignant conclusion. In particular, Set Adrift, resonated deep within many of my memories of struggle and victory. The poem sets a somber tone [...]
Dustus // September 26, 2009 at 1:38 pm |
Very moving and emotional . Thanks
Adam
bomi // September 28, 2009 at 9:45 am |
This resonates within me… quite emotional yet ends on a hopeful note.
“For it is choice that I have chosen;”