On Being Only Human: a Poetic Metaphor
Bright Shining Star
If I Were a Shining Star...
If I were a star, my passions coud burn
hotter and brighter;
If I were a cloud, I could
she more tears for the world.
If I were a lake, I could reflect
all the beauty around;
If I were a tree, I could
make shelter for all.
But I am only a human,
so all I can do
.....and try my best,
..........and hope it's good enough.
About This Poem
When I first wrote this poem, back in January of 1996, I was in the throes of a divorce, and this was a poem of both despair and hope. A good many of my poems from that era were of a theraputic sort of writing, which at the time, I was unwilling to share.
That pain is long behind me, and I am able now to let the poem stand on its own merits, simply as a word picture. Really, it's more of an analogy or a metaphor.
The poem got a minor revision in May of 2010, but it is otherwise as originally written.
© 2010 Liz Elias