Expectation
What cruelty it often delivers
Letting sunrise awaken
Sometimes missing sunset by
Gray clouds of cover
Expectation
Tries patience’s will
Notes further repairs necessary for the distant past
For to have been immured of late
In the walls of duplicity’s illness
Proved the sleeping giant
Of unanticipated greener valleys
Was merely biding time
Unexpectedly…
Shaded by dusky lashes
Large dark eyes
Gentle shadings
Such as poets are wont to compare
To gazelle-eyed enchantment
Revealed the will to heal a poet’s error
And so…
The long road of regret fate had paved
Beckoned unfinished repair of the past to begin
Perseverance prevails
For if one’s love expectation
Possesses a wise mind and honest soul
Attractive appearances might fade
But ageless attributes endure
Just as the playing of gentle music
Lovingly turns sorrow
Into beauty
Even as…
The inner-being
Yearns to be free and pure
Business becomes a profanation
Doggedly tugging the thin threads of resolve
Growing with purpose
Hope stands firm
In times of doubt
Even at the expense of distant yearnings
Oh, yes.
Your imagery sparkles, Odin.
Love ya!
Jane
lovingly turns sorrow
into beauty."
Such a beautiful line and so surprisingly true. In my love of opposites, I too have written about the positive aspects that sorrow can bear. Love this one.
Ron
But we must have been on the same wavelength.
I will yield to your talent.