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All Along
For as long as time
Has my world been cursed
Searching for the one
To quench my thirst
In the alleys beyond
And pastures before me
Through spaces I have gone
Unable to see
When all along present
I failed to envision
What has come to me last
Was where I was brought
Upon first.
©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
So many times I have come full circle to satisfy a need. Only lately have I realized that making the circle was necessary; it was life.
ReplyDeleteRight in front of our noses, huh? Thanks for the reminder!
ReplyDeleteThis kind of touched me. How we need to pause and re-look.
ReplyDeleteinside, outside, which side
Please don't forget to post your creative works at Monday Poetry Train Revisited too each Monday morning!
Alas, a common plea and often a bitter life.
ReplyDeleteIt is true that many times we can not find what we are searching for even when it is always before our eyes.
ReplyDeleteprofound and beautifully said.
ReplyDeleteExactly! Well written!
ReplyDeleteExcellent work. What powerful images and flowing words. Each seems to pack a punch of reality.
ReplyDeleteWell done my friend.
love-Melanie-bhd
Such is the power you have within. Well written.
ReplyDeleteAh... glorious poetry! It was like a lament from the deep chasms of wise earth, which tells us to look to our humble beginnings, before life comes full circle.. You are amazing!
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