hmorton2014
12-05-2012, 03:13 PM
Peace
My eyes open and the feeling of
exhaustion overwhelms me like the
blinding sight of fresh winter snow
blanketing the Earth.
Dim light passes through the crevices
that make up my blinds.
My only thought is to close my eyes
again and let time pass as I slumber.
The need is as pure as the first morning
dew drop the drips off a blade of grass
replenshing the ground beneath my feet.
There is no worry nor hate I feel.
The only concern is to continue on with
my sloom.
And in those few seconds or minutes,
I am for once not consumed by the
worries of life.
My life that in retrospect is so small
compared to the generation before
I that too, felt the same yearning feeling
to fall back asleep and pass time onto
the next generation.
HM 12/4/12
My eyes open and the feeling of
exhaustion overwhelms me like the
blinding sight of fresh winter snow
blanketing the Earth.
Dim light passes through the crevices
that make up my blinds.
My only thought is to close my eyes
again and let time pass as I slumber.
The need is as pure as the first morning
dew drop the drips off a blade of grass
replenshing the ground beneath my feet.
There is no worry nor hate I feel.
The only concern is to continue on with
my sloom.
And in those few seconds or minutes,
I am for once not consumed by the
worries of life.
My life that in retrospect is so small
compared to the generation before
I that too, felt the same yearning feeling
to fall back asleep and pass time onto
the next generation.
HM 12/4/12