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In The Crossroads
Between the pines, the pathway ascends
The trail of sheep, goats and grazing bands
They pass, lowering heads, no bleat heard
Guided by strict orders, by stark shepherds
I watched the sheep cortege as it did quietly glide
Into the vast pastures, in such a flowing smooth tide
And so i hide among the trees, a watchful eye
They obey the inner feel onto whereon they lie
Still they are sheep, goats and rams,a clique
Taken blissfully or driven blindly, unto the hills
They know the route they must always take
They fear shepherd s' smell left in his wake
Why not then to drift away from the crowd
When pastures, fountain and sun are reward
For a shepherd never leads his flock astray
As the flock trust the smell felt the same way
And i, poor me, what guide have i trusted.?
A self wailing over a sacred life i've wasted
I have chosen no only one way to follow
No creed, not a sacred might to hallow
But, saw only a carnal self, thirsty and greedy
Epicurean in my vision, in my sacred religion
Published 8th Apr 2024
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8th Apr 2024 11:52pm
I love the flow of this poem and I know it bears a deep message but it is lost on me...
Thank you Crimsin for the precious time you gave to read my words,
as the message might be clear taking the human being actual situation into account, having lost the compass of his safe haven,
while following only ephemeral cravings and then complaining about bad luck and no chance; and hurt, we hurt ourselves, and we know that. we have the clues but we close our eyes lest we see and then we hurt ourselves again,.....
Truth hurts only one time then we are healed, but fake and arrogance will hurt a lifetime....
Thanks ever so much for your presence and fine comment, God Bless
as the message might be clear taking the human being actual situation into account, having lost the compass of his safe haven,
while following only ephemeral cravings and then complaining about bad luck and no chance; and hurt, we hurt ourselves, and we know that. we have the clues but we close our eyes lest we see and then we hurt ourselves again,.....
Truth hurts only one time then we are healed, but fake and arrogance will hurt a lifetime....
Thanks ever so much for your presence and fine comment, God Bless
8th Apr 2024 11:59pm
You have your own unique vision and creed.. a devotee to Nature which you hallow and follow.. and poetry is your true word and sacred link to the world of the mundane.. So profound is your poetry.. Stay blessed.
9th Apr 2024 1:07am
Nature is sacred as human being comes from a sacred origin, so
obedience and sanctity must then be given to earth, our creation earthly lab, if i say, and follow its rules its rites, and do the same,then
no worry will be noticed ever..
Too much thanks for a wise feedback that crowns my unfinished words.......stay blessed and happy....
obedience and sanctity must then be given to earth, our creation earthly lab, if i say, and follow its rules its rites, and do the same,then
no worry will be noticed ever..
Too much thanks for a wise feedback that crowns my unfinished words.......stay blessed and happy....
