A human dilemma

If this life is like a dream
of a shallow woodland stream
'neath the autumn sunlight's gleam -

then rest a moment while I weep
for the rivers running deep
and the reach of mountains steep.

For I will soon be taken
to the sleep of things forsaken
never then to reawaken.



Poetry by An-ders
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Written on 2012-01-25 at 18:48

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
As Paulo Coelho said on twitter: "You need to wake up if you want to dream" and while reading the following lines I wondered:

"then rest a moment while I weep
for the rivers running deep
and the reach of mountains steep."

Can it be that the unmanifested potential is trapped in the hourglass of memories?... other thoughts too but the thoughts your poem awaken are nothing but my own interpretation of your poetic expressions:) thank you for sharing:) There is a certain beauty in everything. Some

times we experience that beauty while being beautiful some times we forget and when we remember what we went through

who we became in the eyes of others, or in the eyes of our own self and how our soul felt like back then... that very realization puts a nostalgic smile on our face but the beauty of that moment has passed us by ~

... and as another, swedish poet expressed it, on poeter.se (Jan Linderoth)

"Min äkta och enda sanning
är
att jag kommer ihåg
att jag lever
inte att jag levt"

"my only (genuine) truth is to
remember that I live not that I lived... "

Thank you for this reading experience:)
2012-02-06


Hans Bump
Compellingly personal yet universal.
Compact and polished. Well written
Thanks for posting it
Hans
2012-01-25