Tracks - Day 88

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

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Been looking for a long time
Following these tracks.
Just when it seems I found you,
You fall between the cracks

I wander for awhile
Not knowing where to start.
Hoping to find a clue
Somewhere within my heart.

Then sometimes out of nowhere
I pick up your trail.
And the search begins again
But somehow ends up stale.

Then I can’t help but wonder
If it’s worth the pursuit.
Should I keep on searching
Or take a different route?

When I throw in the towel
And curl up within the gray
You visit in my darkness
And whisper do not sway

And then this endless journey
Makes more sense than before.
You’ve always been with me.
It’s me I’m searching for.

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Sometimes we look inside ourselves for something that we know is there. I think the search brings us pain, but time will help mitigate it.

I am speechless. I can relate to this poem. I love how it is simple but full of meaning. Also the pictures are amazing too ! Keep up the good work.

Loved it, @firststeps. Language flows like music and the message is inspiring.
It also shares a virtue with good short stories: the reader is prepared for the final outcome from the beginning (a clever anticipation which opens up multiple possibilities --tracks, too).