Shadows dance on the walls as I lay next to you,
I'm hypnotized by your breathing as you sleep.
I feel an overwhelming sense of peace within me,
which has caused a single tear to roll onto my cheek.
This tear has fallen, fallen for all the yesterday's,
for all the pain I've caused and for all the sorrow.
A single tear has fallen to wash away all my wrongs,
to make way for love in our life together tomorrow.
To be afraid of our love is to fear life itself,
for without love what true meaning does life have?
Life is about the sharing of ones self with another,
and reaching for all of the gusto we each can grab.
We each bare our own set of love's battle scars,
we've allowed our pain to block us from what's real.
Wounds will heal when we begin to trust in love,
and can acknowledge what we both continue to feel.
I dream of the day we both finally can surrender,
and be freed from the painful bondage of our past.
A day when the storms within us are quiet and still,
allowing us to embrace our love, meant to last.
Wow, that one was really good! You really captured how people hide behind their past, and how it blocks them from what is real.....ooh I'm jealous! ;)
Again revisting this one, , , and yes wounds are the battle scars of wisdom.....
A poignant portrayal of the cycle of life and its valleys and storms and the trail of tears...bravo, , , ,
The title drew me in, the poem did not disappoint - well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good poem Shelly. It is hard to overcome the past. (heck, I'm 34 and still trying) . Sincerely, mary