On his quest to the distant horizon he came upon a tree,
tired from the journey he began to walk slower,
feeling his legs had become like cement,
he saw that he was walking in water that touched his feet
and with each step, rose higher to his knees.
The water moved about him cooling and refreshing
as step by step he came closer to the magnificent arbor,
John realized it was sitting in the middle of the river.
“I come to find the purpose of my life’s journey,”
he spoke to the sky which still lay languid
cradling the sun that was beginning its descent,
it said nothing yet sent a cool breeze
and as he dried his dampened brow
felt the feeling of silk move over his head,
his few remaining hairs blowing slightly,
the man felt calm and at ease.
He stood before the grandest tree he had ever seen,
breathing deeply noticing the light scent
so very beautiful and almost floral-like,
inhaled once more and looked down into the water.
There he saw a boy,
like a movie of images moving slowly before his eyes
and he realized that boy was himself,
and the boy aged with each blink of his eye
and the boy became a young man,
and that young man went off to fight a war,
walking in jungles where firework-like bullets passed
in the deepest of darkness,
he half-carried the man beside him closer to the shore
as tears ran down his face,
saw the waiting machine and knew he was almost home.
The next image was a man in a white room,
he could feel the throbbing in his leg
that for so long had lay dormant and realized
the image was himself,
“I made it through,” he said to the sky
and next saw a man who had only one leg
and they were shaking hands, dressed in uniform
“his name had been Henry, yes, Henry” he said
yet only heard the gentle rustle of the wind.
Next he saw images of children, his own children
that were now grown with families of their own
and one little child who never made it past grade school
before the cancer had spread and taken his little girl
as she smiled at him and held up a flower.
“Her name was Daisy,” he said to the tree with tears falling.
They fell harder and faster and he wondered how he had lived so long
yet had forgotten so much.
He reached his hand out to touch the trunk of the grand tree,
and felt the tree almost sigh,
relaxed and happy the man begged to the tree,
“please, show me more”
yet the tree only stood and allowed a single leaf to fall
into the man’s hand,
and he looked at the small leaf in his hand,
taking note of the veins that ran through it
and he held it up to the last little light,
seeing the resemblance to his own spidery veins in his hand.
Closing his eyes he nodded his head,
my journey is not over yet I see
for I have not fallen yet off of the ground,
and the sky still waits for me in the distance-
I remember now what it was that I was seeking,
and I will not find it in images of the past,
though beautiful memories indeed they were,
but I will keep moving and creating
and living
for that is all that I have always done,
and that is what I must continue to do.
He opened his eyes and found the rain had started beyond his window,
leaning over he felt the breeze blow the curtain inward
as it gently brushed his face,
he lay back down and turned to see the empty space beside him,
he smelled the floral scent on her pillow,
after months just now beginning to fade softly away,
closing his eyes he slipped back into his dreams.
Beautiful image found on the internet.
Thanks Malctg, always a pleasure indeed. Peace and blessings to you and have an amazing day too 🙂
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Hi InfinateZip. Magic to me I read it like a parable. Thank you for liking my poems “Alerted and A Glance!” Peace and Best Wishes#TheFoureyedPoet.
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You are most welcome Kim.. xxx ❤ and I agree, would that we could remember to Love and find oneself every day.. xx
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This is so very true, nothing is impossible 😊💟 peace and blessings and thank you for the reblog gift JoAnne💕💜☮
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Thank you Sue, it is a memorable day, that which should be celebrated every day, your words touch my heart. Peace and love, Kim
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Kim this was beautiful and poignant and heartfelt.. ❤ excellent xx
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Reblogged this on Anything is Possible! and commented:
This poem reminds me of my father who has lost so much but remains ever faithful. He fought in two wars, lost two daughters, and in November of 2008, he lost his wife of 52 years. He told me when I was 12 years old that “Nothing is impossible.” On this day when we honor veterans, I honor my father, and I pray for peace.
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Thanks my friend💕💜
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Awesome. Lovely. Inspiring.
Elouise
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Thank you so much, it was an impromptu piece but it seems to be getting a great response😊 peace and blessings, Kim
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I love this!
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Thanks Russ,
wasn’t sure where it was headed but just let it take its course…I like where it went too ❤ peace, Kim
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Of course it’s okay, I’m glad it stirred something in you and brought you good thoughts ❤ peace and love, Kim
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This moves me greatly. It reminds me of my father who is 85 and served in Korea and Vietnam and who never gives up. I would like to re-blog this around Veteran’s Day in his honor it that’s okay.
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I enjoyed this journey and experience, wondering what was ahead around each behind and over each hill along the way. Thank you.
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Thanks Ken…my mind was moving and I just let it…I kind of like it…not quite poetry though….glad you enjoyed it😊
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Wow
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🙂 Thank You 🙂
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Love the new pic by the way💕
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I do love when that happens! The Spirit Singing to and through 🙂
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Thanks Morgan,
I’m glad you enjoyed it…wasn’t sure where it was going….kind of a stream of thought piece. Peace and blessings, Kim💕
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Thats Truly Beautiful Kim 🙂
Blessings my Friend~
Thank you for Always Inspiring me 🙂
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Thank you, was just treading along with it, not sure where I wanted to take it….it came on its own and I let it be. Glad you enjoyed it. Peace and blessings, Kim
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Good work. Enjoyed reading it.
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