Those Shiny And Bright Blinging 'Things' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'Long ago I divorced myself,
From the importance.'

The importance?
The importance of what?

'Life.'

And now you wish to re-marry?

'If only I could.'

The ones who pursued the climbing to heights,
Just to get and touch...
Those shiny and bright blinging 'things'.
To bring into their lives,
A temporary and fleeting satisfaction...
Gone from sight.
Had to them only one soul given.
One soul not to sell,
But to protect day and night.

And after getting those 'things',
Craved with a wanting so much to touch...
An emptiness felt they can not rid,
Consumes them with a wish...
For true happiness and not tears.

But unrecognized to them,
A happiness once given...
Had by them was held and possessed.
However...
The appearance and image of it to them 'then',
Did not for others show to impress.
And with that assessment more important to address...
A happiness had was left to fly away from their nest.

'Long ago I divorced myself,
From the importance.'

The importance?
The importance of what?

'Life.'

And now you wish to re-marry?

'If only I could.
But I think it's too late.'

That may be true in some cases.
But if I were you...
I wouldn't hesitate to contemplate on the lateness.
You never know...
Who has been awaiting for you to awaken.