Interest Lost Poem by JenOfPoetry METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING

Dreams of it
Illusions of
The taste
The touch
The sound
The mental
The emotion
Of it all
Day after day
Imagining it
Year after year
Looking for it
Many times
Came close to it
The flavor stroked the mental palate
Leaving a savoring remembrance of how it
Could be
Feeling just that little piece of heaven
Became an addiction.
Yearning for more of it.
Wanting it to last forever
Until it conceives and is born into permanent reality
After so long of practicing the basics of it
Doubts of becoming exclusive in it
Became disheartening.
Many have the privilege,
The pleasure of experience the elegance of it
But never really appreciated the essence of it

The opportunity finally presented itself
After rehearsing the fundamentals,
Reaching the sophistication of it
Became dispassionate…
Obtaining the realization of it,
No longer had the excitement the imagination gave in the beginning
Standing in all glory… free to take as much as needed and wanted
Only the portion that was known and familiar did one partake
Going further, no longer was of interest
To long the wait for the vivacity of it
To long the wait for the affection of it
To long the wait for the sensation of it
Curiosity ignored the cat
Once the first itch is scratched
From one to the next the essentials have been satisfied…
No more longing the extended version of it

This goes deeper than the first and second layers
The wanting to dive into greater depths of the sea of it
Is and can be scary
Once it has been achieved beauty shines radiantly from it
If waited too long to embrace it…
An inadequate haven will develop from it
Leaving one to miss out on a rich blessing of
Compassionate
Sympathetic
Affectionate
Considerate
Tolerant
Patient
Satisfaction of it…
Hate of it
Because there is a need for it
Love

JenOfPoetry™
©Aug 31 2012