Embracing Life---a Poem
Dreaming persistently, striving for more
putting our metal to yet another test,
we go for something better than life may have in store
in search for the absent, hoping for the best.
Like an inevitable shadow of all crazy willing
sprout out obstacles, one smaller than the next
squeezing our fancy in walls with no ceiling,
allowing just heavens to hear our request.
All along gently clinging to that fence
spreads ivy of love as for a consolation,
cooling down ambitions and maddening suspense,
as if begging us to leave that futile fixation.
Like a sweetest balm for some broken dreams
and all unanswered prayers to capricious fate
whisper of this love outlouds those loudest whims,
making smallest around us appearing great.
So maybe all obstacles were a secret blessing
or heavenly answer to all those prayers
throwing us on knees with a tearful confessing
turning some achievers into happy life players.
Now I hear a joyful ticking in my chest,
and a bird out there singing to its rhyme
so, what can I get better if I already got the best
with this aroma of new spring smelling so divine.
Abundance is called life, my dear friend,
and if ever old dreams invade your restless sleep,
making all of that little ---then just pretend,
letting all dreams be, letting them stay cheap.