A Finite Thing
dreams all gone
like autumn leaves
stolen by
cold winter thieves
left behind in
shattered pain
a withered heart
now wept in vain.
faith in all
inherent good
crumbled like
dead rotten wood.
night descended
dark and cold
that withered heart
no dreams could hold.
But winter is
a finite thing
melts into
a burst of spring...
barren branch
once stark and bare
awakens with
sweet golden fair.
And deepest night
is chased away
by the silver
light of day.
dark may linger
for a time ...
but always yields
to light divine.
and so it was
with vanished dreams
to spite eternity
it seems...
life returned.
New dreams were born.
Horizons birthed
an infant morn.
The withered heart
and broken dreams
awoke to new
orchestral themes
to dance and sing
of morning's light
and spring's most
glorious delight!
A finite thing.
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Comments
Very beautiful. I truly enjoy your poems and your writing.
Thanks for sharing your talent with us.
Dreams never die, they just get recycled.
Sweet Poem ~ came across it Hub Hopping, well done.
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Rhonda, It truly is this humble writer's joy! Thank you for reading and responding! I just love that!
Rob, I must confess, I thought my dreams dead, along with my heart, until very recently...I know now how Lazarus must have felt!!! Thanks so much for stopping by and taking the time to comment!
Hub hopping as well. Glad to find this beauty.
Circle of life. Infinite and finite.
Lovely...
A very beautiful pome, indeed...truly, it captures the essence of new love that, makes the darknened loneliness fade away.
tnderhrt23 - One thing I like to do is to read a fine poem. This one made me want for February to get here. Robins arrive on the 20th.
Gus :-)))
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Gus, May your winter be finite, and spring early! Thanks for stopping by! Always a pleasure!
Ah your poetic genius is amazing ! I can't wait for the first green twig to appear. Thank you.
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always, spring is such a wonderous and welcome time...thanks for popping in and leaving me such sweet feedback! Stay warm until spring!
This is very beautiful tnderhrt23! You definitely have the rhythm here. :)
Love the turn of the poem--the birth of the new--"a finite thing." Beautiful! DA
Beautifully written.
Winter's despair and spring's fresh air.
I love how you capture the essence of life. You inspire me.
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FaithDream, you inspire me, as well! One of the most precious gifts I have ever been given!
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