Searching Far and Wide

Searching far and wide …

He seemed to be searching,

far and ever so wide,

for the one love, he could find,

that would always be loving and true.

In his imaginative thoughts,

he painted wonderful pictures,

of nymphs and mermaids,

playing in the sea,

but it always seemed,

the faces were distant

and non-descriptive.

It was as though he couldn’t yet visualize,

the lovely face he was seeking,

it was or so it seemed,

that the more he dreamed,

he needed to paint the one face,

that would someday become,

the face of his true love.

They came and they admired,

his work from near and far

and treated him like a star,

but as much as they,

scattered their praise –

he remained alone and forlorn.

Then one day the muses,

were ever so kind

and in no time at all,

while they were singing,

romantic songs in his mind,

he painted a marvelous seascape,

with a mermaid,

with the face of an angel

and hair like the dawning of a new day.

It was with trembling heart,

that with this painting he did part,

giving it to an art gallery,

hoping that in the admiring throngs,

he’d see that one face,

the face of the mermaid he’d painted,

upon the body of his one true love.

The painting was a sensation

and everyone thought they knew,

someone with the face that they saw,

on the lovely mermaid –

sitting upon a rock by the sea.

Then it seemed his world,

began rocking out of control

and a light seemed to be beaming from above,

there out of the crowd –

came the face of his true love.

She radiated beauty,

her eyes so bright,

hair like the rising sun,

lips as red as cherries.

With bated breath,

he approached her,

afraid she might just disappear,

for someone like this,

couldn’t possibly be real

and somewhere far off –

he heard his muses begin to sing.

As he gently took her hand

and led her to the painting,

he saw her standing there

and was surprised to see –

tears streaming down her cheeks.

Then she turned to him

and they were the sweetest words

he had ever heard,

“I always fantasized being a mermaid under the sea”

and from then on,

they kept the painting,

a symbol of the love they shared

and lived in a cottage by the sea,

where the muses played and inspired

and love blossomed and grew,

like the roses along the path,

to the deep blue sea and the golden sand –

a love shining like a bright beacon far and wide.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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