Cascading Thoughts

To love our lives
Is what we want
And need

But satisfaction’s

For empty yearning’s
Built into
The soul

A circumstance
Beyond our poor

The colors melt
And pour into
A stream

There is an awesome
In the glen

Though life seems
More a battle
Than a dream

It has its moments
Every now
And then.

And you:
What are you yearning for

Is it that thing
You just can never

Or is it something mild,
A place
Of peace,

Or maybe just
Some whimsy, some

Believe in who you are,
And what
You want.

And you can tell me,
I’m your

Well me, and all the others
This —

So maybe twenty people
Know your

To love our lives:
It’s what our hearts

We’re three parts reason,
Seven parts

Who’s minds are travelers,
In worlds
Of words

Who trudge like turtles,
Though we’d be

Like birds

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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