My mind is in the serried, towering clouds
On the long and distant horizon.
Big, beautiful, bouyant, and bright,
full of wild wonder;
Yet, so very far away.
From the horizon unheard,
is rumbling and furious thunder.
A waxing power from an ever deepening source;
beyond control,
beyond understanding.
Electric currents barely perceptible
flash at will,
arcing where they may.
These repudiations of smaller thoughts,
I know not their intention.
From the lowly distance
Where my eyes sit
It all looks so amazing,
Calm, soothing... undefined...
and still.
It is, ofcourse, so much more.
I wonder.
Will I ever truly understand,
Anything.
In my solitude
I sit quietly,
Watch and wait,
and wait...
We often look at things and wonder dont we, I mean thats just part of human nature, hmmm its nice to be able to sit in silence and ponder about life. I will no longer say brillant in your presences Ill simple rate it 10
the soul that questions, and waits in stillness for an answer! very good.
So, you've done it again, slowly, so slowly took me to a place that leaves me thinking, thinking, and waiting for your next great piece
I liked how this poem was crafted and conveyed. A reader can go with the thoughts of the wonderful Poet and join him in his imagination to explore the limitless and boundless horizon. A great poem well written. Five Stars! ! ! ! !
A beautifully crafted poem with compelling imagery. This poem resonates with me. There are times when we ponder about our existence. We connect ourselves with the vastness of the universe and we are lost and engulfed with the mysteries and wonders of existence.
What a remarkable poem. I've come to expect remarkable poetry from you. You make- -no, you entice your readers to join you in pondering life and all its moments great and small. 10++++++ and into my fav list
This poem reminds me of how small it feels to be in a body, compared to the vastness of earth, the sky, the cosmos.. well captured friend!
Thanks Patti, I'm grateful for your comment. Doesn't life, at times, feel so very beyond and yet right within us? So definable for a moment, so inexplicable forever?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poetry has a near mystic way of drawing me, into whatever the situation might be.A real thought evoker here