Je'free Y . Poems

I yearn to find the silence to hear, and
Listen to the story that nature speaks of,
Praying for patient attention,
Not for mere talent, to create masterpieces.
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The orphan's million and one anxieties
All disappeared when I held his hand,
When I rose above myself, and
Let my ears be extra sympathetic than needed.
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Some are born to eat fire. Others, to juggle knives.
I was born not just to be amused by them
For that will be like my own early death.
My purpose is to have a purpose, not to be wasted.
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If I wait for the perfect weather,
I will not get close to my destination.
Like a bird, I may be safe in a cage, but
That is not what a bird is bound to do.
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It is not derived from books alone.
Knowledge comes and goes, piles up the facts.
I yearn for simplification, for what lingers on.
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In this crisis, there is a sense of urgency,
And usefulness to others given with no regret
Nor a thought of recompense.
I have seen the need, and overlooked the cause -
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I am standing on the gutter,
But looking at the stars.
They truly come out shining
When it gets darkest, threatening.
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Child, the darkness disguises many things
With its tricky illusion painting the air.
Meditators find peace easier
With their less distracted eyes.
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I used to think that once you have been terrified
By a ghost, its next apparition will be less scary;
But memory can be haunting, making the past
Return in moments you least expect,
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I have never seen any clothing more magical
Than your red and black checkered print;
One of the great-grand ancestors epitomized
By a star-crossed lover into this figurine
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