Upon a Rocky Path…Renewal
Light fell like a heavy cloak,
day but a glimmer of its feasible scope,
and step by step a soul engaged
in escaping her lost heart,
her soul in decay,
for all its burden of loss.
Upon that rocky path
birds did flutter to escape from bow,
the soul like a storm affront,
and silence burdened further
each languid step,
for even day attested her life inept.
Purposeless she trudged on,
weary, yet no kindness to herself,
perhaps a penance
for what she felt was her fault alone,
and like a flagellate,
committed to sufferance.
Then upon the path appeared a tiny creature,
a finger tall and glowing
as gloaming on a pond,
and the creature spoke in quiet soothing tone,
“Your sadness has dimmed the day to grey,
and life does flee, for fear of all decay,”
and the girl looked up
to see the voice that queried her,
and smiled ever so slightly.
“What be you, tiny creature?” she asked,
“Why I am Fae, and without the light of day,
my work is stilled, and flowers as buds remain.”
“Why do you question me?” she inquired,
“Tis you and your sadness that cloak the day,
your heart so heavy life itself dismayed.”
“Oh,” replied the girl, feeling guiltier than before.
The creature flew but a breath away from the girls face,
“Hearts cannot break complete,
for you decide when love can speak,
so leave your mistakes behind,
and know that life can be kind, too.”
The girl straightened herself and looked around,
and suddenly the sun appeared,
birds chirped from bows
and a gentle warm breeze refreshed the air.
“Yes, I see little one; you’re right,
tis how I perceive that makes the world a place to be.”
When she turned back, the tiny creature was gone,
and the sun in radiant warmth
gave her a new hope, for the heart can endure,
and love never dies, just our appreciation of it.
She felt renewed.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Such a delightful encounter which leads to enlightenment and a glorious outlook on life and love. Thank you for writing this, Tony – it does my heart good. I love it.
Thanks Phyllis, glad you enjoyed it my friend. Cheers!
Truly your poetic words give hope and inspiration. Loved this.
Much appreciated Rasma, so glad you enjoyed it. Take care my friend.