Poetry: #121 Night's Dream (Hesitate and Grasp 13)

A selection from the collection: Hesitate and Grasp

Preface

The struggle is real. The battles of relationships, society, and personal challenges are real. This collection explores all that and concludes pretty concisely:

“Do not hesitate. Do not grasp.”

Or, as Yoda might say in a much clearer way:

“Do or do not, there is no try.”

Night’s Dream

The summer winds blow in the evening air.
I can never seem to show how much I care.
The tears trace down this face that I have.
Memories of our times together, they last.

Is it true that it has all come and has passed?
I wonder if there is a way to make it last.
And the fulfillment of my cognition,
Leads to the whole becoming complete.
Maybe you sometimes wonder to complete,
But it is I who feels this desperation.
There isn’t a person to change my mind.

My thoughts they reach for a distant time.
Far away I lose my grip of reality’s rite.
I slip by as I dream future’s might.
Who can make me fall so far before I cry?

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Question Section

We occasionally are faced with events we thought were over—thoughts that we thought we’d answered. Sometimes we go searching for them consciously and find our subconscious is still spending cycles occasionally digging into them. Have you ever recalled a time from your past you thought was history? Have you ever pondered in the subsequent moments what a different path might’ve looked like? Would you have been happy pursuing that alternate pathway? And, most importantly, would others involved have been happy as well? Share the time with us in the comments!

What are your thoughts on this poem?

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Summer wind uncaring

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