Seasons Of The Heart

 
Waste no time gaping, staring into empty dark void, crying over your lot.  
Has any bird tired on seeking warmth southward heading, has any whale lost compass seeking direction when and where he can spawn. And while you seek a turn or a path to start from your long journey, just keep faith in the bird you grasp in hand, and know how to spend it the better way..before it flies away from your hands..    
     
Waste no effort, and come read White Whale and captain Ahab resistance, and monomaniacal desire to catch the ocean beast, while , or far from the madding crowd.to be a loser or a pessimist is only a cage you imprison yourself in.Break loose from iron bars and soar skyward where the sun is hiding behind the clouds; and take it down in your hands......
    
Light a candle and look for truth even when the sun shines, it may be hiding n the beaming light, that blinds the eye, your mind can see what your eyes fail to do.    
     
On a Grecian urn, write you fantasy, an Epic adventure full of Cyclopic Odyssey and frenetic Iliad.And, as you watch that lass in the field reaping the golden grains ripened by a fostering sun.under the admiring eye of Wordsworth.then chant your hymn to the passing winds and blow off  your dandelion seeds , in the Summer breeze    
     
Care naught of time past of memories rusted, of joys masked, just send a future look behind the present veil. transparency can help look forward to it..and wait for the sun to shine.. your darkness won't ever delay too much as its you who will always pull up the dark curtain.......