Day 8 of the November challenge
Lost in my reveries,
Caught up in bliss,
From another time in the past,
I do really miss,
My time in the woods,
Lying on the dead leaves,
Dreaming without end as time in stillness stood,
Lost in the blue-sky peeping through the trees,
Watching butterflies and damselflies,
Hovering over the pond,
Sweet stillness shattered by the sharp cries,
Of a bird mourning his lover breaking their bond!
I miss the tiny ducklings,
Swimming in line,
Behind their mother quacking,
So proud and fine.
The feel of those pretty flowers,
Which come swirling down,
To caress my face and,
Become my crown.
I miss the scent of the Earth,
Touched by the rain,
The anguish of loss in my heart,
My life limited by pain!
There are times when you feel cheated by life, it seems like life has taken away the best part of your life and replaced it with suffering and pain.
Good memories gladden the heart, they are a medicine and a healing for troubled times. It's okay to relive memories and enjoy the good times you've had in the past, but to live totally in the past is to forgo your today. This poem was written when I was bed ridden for a while, I relived those happy moments in the past when I spent with nature. It wasn't hard, i just had to close my eyes and let my memories run back into the woods. There were times when I felt cheated, but I know life owes me nothing.
When good times were mine for the taking I never questioned anything, so why ask "why me?" now when I go through my share of pain and troubles. Who am I to even question what the universe dishes out to me.
By such questioning I only make things difficult for myself To accept what is set before me is half the problem solved and I am already on the way to recovery. This is what I have learned from life.
When frustrations creep in its always time for poetry. I don't know about you but emotional moment are poetry time for me. Poetry flows naturally at times like that. I also feel much better when I've expressed what is weighing heavily on my mind. Then everything is forgotten and I am happy once again.
Thankfully I am in a better place now, on the road to recovery. Healing happens at a slow pace, but it happens and that is very important.
Looking back today I am so grateful for my life. The time I spend with my family is precious and my heart fills with gratitude for each day I live to see.
The life that I live now is meaningful, each day starts with gratitude and ends with thanksgiving. I never take anything for granted anymore. Life is good! It's truly beautiful!
Images used are from my personal collection of photographs.