REVERIE POEM 3

Sometimes our struggles are internal, sometimes our struggles are external - the two influence the others. All we can do is hope and trust and follow our path. When acting as you there is nothing you cannot accomplish if you believe.

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"This above all: To thine own self be true." William Shakespeare

Forever Lost

Supported by our love we flew into the abyss

How we came here, my love, I don’t know

No clue of where we came from or where we go

I sat and thought of you.

Promising that we would get out of this

Shelter, we worked at what we do

Word after word I write

Still with not a clue.

I simply think of you.

Accused of infidelity

I cry

Not sure of what fidel is

I try

Is there anything more true than this?

We miss the mark

We miss eternal bliss.

Confused and anxious

All I see is Death

Surrounded by embezzlement

To me, I feel we are innocent

And yet our very best

Is but an ash on a pyre.

Where do we go from here, my love?

Is there a life we can survive?

Where is this Paradise, when evil is the

Half we most see?

We are, Forever Lost.

"If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads." Anatole France

Love is a process and sometimes you just have to throw your lot in. It is the same with directions in life and choices you make. It takes passion to be courageous, so it makes sense to engender one's passions before one takes a leap. My poetry is a way of contemplating where my passions lie and how to understand my situation in a moment, but also the process I am engaging in. It takes courage to share these things, but only a little courage - so here is is!