Since when we found fear as toddlers, experience in our life expanse has indexed our fears, some of them so outrageous unfounded yet so leaning to happen...
A stone rolling down the mountain,
like the final voyage of an old man
towards that void full of unknown
where you find fear of fear so afraid.
The river started up on the mountain
gaining speed like a suicidal old man
running towards the unknown void,
don’t want for his last train to arrive.
The clouds, perched on the mountain,
could hold no more, like the old man,
so many tears accumulated by pain
falling inconsolable down, like rain.
Eagles are flying above the mountain
like the spirit of that running old man,
with thoughts rolling like the stones
just for the heck of one more time…
Before morning came and with the sun
we can see, gone forever, the old man
and why fears are of the mighty fear
without any reason…so afraid.
Think of it this way, no need to shave no more, etc,,and then also, no more fear after that, I enjoyed your write, with the accommodating fear, of being not able to read it much longer, just kidden man, Bless You,! Jasmin Horst
This is really great work Georg...you express fear and its emotion within thoughts that take one on a visual escapade of highs and lows from within the mind...
...fear...water moving down full force...with emotional mud to slip in...ageless fear of age...if only we could look up and still understand the brightness of suns tears.
excellent Georg...
John
Fear should be embraced and turned into boldness of spirit..
You are not old, you are just beginning to become mature..lol
Wonderful poem.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on January 28, 2008
Fear can immobilize even the strongest man, but oddly enough when morning comes it dissapears, love holly
The horizon can be filled with so many memories of what could be. Yet, there are the forgotten treasures of good friends, and family that ultimately make life so worth living. Enjoyed
George I am reading your poem and I feel the fear of knowing the en is drawing near and for one who is,t prepared it could be very frightening for one could very well feel that everything around them is closing in. Thank you for sharing.
This book consists of a 150 pages of Christian poetry about the end of time and the Second coming of Jesus Christ not as a servant but as a King, the King of kings. To bring righteousness and peace to the earth and restore the government of God! Peac
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I see you are writng about me again
Peace be with you
William
truly nice work...
Walt
excellent Georg...
John
Seems the older we get, the more fears accumulate until it is life itself we fear.
Very moving.
--RaeLynn
You are not old, you are just beginning to become mature..lol
Wonderful poem.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Love Tinka
Fee
Cryssa
"like the final voyage of an old man
towards that void full of unknown
where you find fear of fear so afraid."
If our lives are ruled by our fears - we have no life. - David
Cheers,
Dan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Outstanding imagery of ontological and spiritual visions... This poem painted the life of "The Frightened Old Man".
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
like the spirit of that running old man
As long as our spirits continue to attempt to soar like those eagles, I truly think we'll be OK, no matter our age.
PS Did Jersey give you permission to use his latest picture??!!
Newfie Hugs, Rose