A glistening gray path,
encased on both sides
by emerald green grass.
Golden as the sun, leaves over my head,
with long jagged branches pointing to each leaf.
The way I came from
is marked with my tears,
so now I hope the path I follow,
shows me nothing but joy.
'Joy, ' oh, how I've longed to say that word,
a place of freedom; a place of love; a place of a new beginning; the true desires of my heart will meet me there,
in that place of 'joy'.
Thank you very much! I tried my best to paint a visual for this piece. In this one, the visual aspect is everything, so I'm glad it really connected with you :)
place of freedom, place of love, this earth, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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A nice poem. Good to know you are heading for a place of joy: a place of freedom; a place of love; a place of a new beginning; the true desires of my heart will meet me there, in that place of 'joy'. So nice!