It flickers, dances, now you see it, then you don’t
Playing hide and seek like a twinkling star
But it’s there.Sitting at the end of that road, that tunnel, that journey
Egging you to try, to fight, to walk, then run towards it
It keeps you warm in the biting cold
It sheaths and shields your passions in the blinding rain
It is baked and stoked on the coals of your determination
It is carved by your shaking but stable hands full of clay and doubt
But it will take shape
Morphing into people, faces, destinations or dreams
The journey between where you are and where you want to be
I can see you so clearly that it seems you were made for my sight
I can feel you in every pore of my body
My knees might buckle I will still crawl to you
My hands might shiver but my elbows will renew
With every fibre of my body withering and washing away
I will conquer, vanquish , I will have my way.
April 2, 2017 -
Brilliant, Richie! Wonderful expression .. So. Simple yet so deep. It holds especially true for me, for reasons we’ll known to you 🙂 Keep it up sis.. I can see your destination and determination…You’re getting there faster than you know 🙂
April 9, 2017 -
Thank you :-* :-*