VISION
One eye open, one eye closed.
How long can I, hold this pose.
Some things clear, some things blurry.
All things passing, in such a hurry.
Sees the past, can’t see the future.
Can’t change one, the others nature.
It’s just like a forest, or so I’m told.
It gets cut down, before it grows old.
Let’s say maybe, just maybe it’s true.
Brilliant white lights, for me and for you.
Watching and waiting, just off to the side.
Praying that we, in life do abide.
The lessons passed down, from times long ago.
Basic instructions, which path we should go.
The narrowest path, is the hardest to travel.
Leading to where, life’s secrets unravel.
I like it ! I’m glad you’ve decided to post ! thank you for sharing ! 🙂
Thanks for looking.
Nice one Polar, always good to see another blogger. x
Thanks Star.
Very clever Baz well done.
🙂 thanks Debbie
excellent.. well done.
Thanks ct 🙂
You have expressed very well some of the deeper questions of life. I think all of us contemplate these kinds of questions at different times in our lives. You are a good poet!
Thanks Kay very kind.
I like it.. I have one close to it.. I wrote about your age,, maybe that the cycle we go thru.. lol..Lou
Very interesting Lou. Maybe it’s a shared path we travel.
I loved this one. I could ponder your meaning, or make it mine.
Thanks sariel