ORIGINAL POETRY - PAGE 3

LOST AMONG THE STARS

As I gaze into the night sky, I wonder,
Are you out there, somewhere?
Maybe...just maybe, you're thinking of me.
On some distant world, your dreams are of me.
Your thoughts, too, reside in the stars.
Even though I've never met you,
I know you have always been with me,
Holding me, caressing me in your dreams.
I would know you in any form,
But what are my chances of ever knowing you at all?
Perhaps, someday, through some great miracle
Our paths will cross.
If not, then your spirit will haunt my dreams
For all eternity, and my spirit will forever remain...
Lost Among the Stars.

MY ONLY LOVE

I want you to know, my only love,
That you were sent from God above.
To chase away my life-long fears,
And to wipe away my falling tears.

It's you I love, and you alone
And in your arms I'm safe...at home.
I prayed for someone to call "my friend"
And I know you'll stand through thick and thin.

Your arms are my fortress, and in your heart,
Dwell the secrets of my love, and if we ever part,
Don't try to return that love to me.
For to me you will always be...
My love...
My life...
My pain...
My strife...
All myself I give to thee.

PROMISES

I promised myself each time we spoke
That my heart you'd never see,
But each time we spoke your heart whispered to mine,
And my heart stopped listening to me.

It heard only you, the soft warmth of your voice,
The sweet way the sound flowed from your lips,
It hung on every word you said,
As if caressed by soft fingertips.

I promised myself that you'd never know
All you have made me feel,
The tingling, trembling, exquisite way
You caused my senses to reel.

I vowed with each word that drew me closer
To that line, that I would not step across,
For to do so would cause the greatest of joys,
But also the greatest of loss.

The loss of myself, my pride, and the loss of my word,
So long ago given to another,
The loss of my heart to one from whom
I would never wish to recover.

The loss of the one thing so dear to me
That I could not bear to lose,
The freedom of spirit, of heart and of mind,
The right of my soul to choose.

Still over and over my mind keeps repeating
What my heart refuses to hear,
"You made a promise before God, that bound you forever,
To one who was once so dear.

The one who once held you like a priceless jewel,
Who now clings like a choking vine,
And the promise you made, once so fervent in your heart,
Now seems only to reside in your mind."

But my heart knows no worries, no feelings of guilt,
For promises yet to be broken.
My heart only knows the song of my soul,
Of words as yet to be spoken.

Speak now my heart, and be silent O mind,
To your words I refuse to bend.
The most precious gift from God, after all,
Is not a promise....but a friend.

REALIZATION

I took a walk
Along the shores
Of the sea of time.
In it lives meshed,
Loves were born,
Joys were experienced,
Hopes withered and died.
Future mingled with past,
And far within the depths,
Surrounded by infinity,
I found myself.

SHADES OF REALITY

Throughout the kaleidoscope of
Swirling, curling colors called youth,
I survived in a world of imagination...
In a world of make-believe.
I created my own "perfect world"
And existed there in solitude.
As I grew, I came into the knowledge
Of what is ultimately right and wrong...
Of what is the "NORM"...
Of what is the twisted and warped
Opinion of the masses.
And to this theology I rebelled.
Having finally reach the "grown-up stage"
The insane colors of my childhood
Have faded into a dull, aching blur
Of many shades of gray.
The make-believe of my imagination
Has given way to the unbearable, bleakness of
The Shades of Reality.

STRENGTH

Strength never comes by ignoring our weaknesses,
but by acknowledging them.