This is Paul's recent submission received last week. - poetheart 12/19/02
And though I thought the day was mine to seize
With marigolds and poppies blowing in the breeze
The wind was going only my way
My brow suddenly lowered as my world strayed.
I question myself if my interpretation now is wrong
Or if I was fed the gross reality of life so long.
I wonder if my giving up now will help to ease the pain
Or if persisting will eventually make me sane.
I can’t think clear, for I am in a daze
There is no direction, just fog in this maze.
Tear laden views of only memories ahead
And a scalding hot lathe but with tenuous lead.
I’m trying to peace together an understanding for me
That perhaps is missing its shapes and its glee.
So as I gather my solitary moment I ask myself a very simple question to see…
Was this all meant to be?
Perhaps I’ll never know and perhaps
I’ve gone too far and at too great a cost,
For only the deaf and blind can
Really enjoy the happiness I’ve lost.
But for as low as my heart will go
Not all is lost I know…
The most important thing is still looming above,
So I will continue and continue because of His love.
by Paul Papasavas