I Feel So Much Poem by reinalie jorolan

I feel so much, but why so little? ? ?

there seems nothing for me to hang on.

All is as if...envelope within busy fragile bushes,

running wild from fields to fields.

There is so much in every of your touch

that can abash the proudest glimmer

of silver and gold, only to be told...

never of it is ever mine to behold.

And while Time is a warrior

of its own expansive space...

It never claims from my brooding face

the beckoning dream for your embrace.

Somewhere in time, I charged for hope

That 'may things alight from this mocking slippery slope'

And maybe, just maybe, if our hearts are truly bound

You and I will embrace love in time's promised ground,

And why not? ? ?

Isn't it dreaming bears the sweetest sound,

Whereupon lost souls are often found?



rewritten: 8: 30 pm Friday (jan7,06)