Nameless Muse
Contributed by
sensei
on
Tuesday, 12th April 2005 @ 03:14:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
|
It is a drifting ghost,
That lurks in realms,
Beyond sight and touch.
Look for it,
and it is gone,
Grasp for it,
and like a mist it parts.
It floats through others,
Briefly pausing,
Changing, and distorting,
Then on in restless searching.
But could this be,
The same elusive spirit,
Or just a pallid, jealous twin?
And so I search, within, without,
For traces of its touch,
But find no evidence,
In thought or deed.
This endless questing,
Drains the soul,
And leaves me void of care.
At last, bereft, I cease to look,
And silently it slips,
Into my heart to take its hold.
I turn to look,
And there it stands,
Where always has it stood,
And where I never thought to look.
And now it warms my inner soul,
This most elusive muse,
Enveloping my beating heart.
I dare not touch,
Nor speak its name,
For fear the weakness of the words,
Will send it from me, never to return.
Copyright ©
sensei
... [
2005-04-12 15:14:37]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Site Help
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
