There is life in the silence of the early morning mist. There are sounds that dance in the shadows of the dawn, images that scurry just out of our sight. It was a restless night with sleep just out of reach. Life goals that are just out of reach lingering in the distance. Dreams dance in my mind like primitive music from an early time, an ancient pulse.
There is an unfinished puzzle scattered on the table, poems still unwritten, songs unsung and a blank canvas sits on an easel in the corner of the room. Is it a reminder of an unrealized past or the promise of a future inspiration? Is the empty road a path traveled or a journey yet to come?
There is a place I seek beyond the silence, beyond the darkness. It is a place where the early morning sunrise awakens the songbirds, a place where the flowers bloom and fill the air with the scent of jasmine and honeysuckle.
The signpost ahead says the nowhere road is on one side and the lost highway on the other. Peace is a quest that is often beyond reach. The garden seems to be only a mystical place, a myth created by the poet’s pen.
There is a sound beyond the silence, a place where pain is frozen. It is a dark void and unforgiving; yet, behind the locked door hope is alive, dreams still dance and swirl and somewhere unexpected love still walks untouched shores waiting for my return.
Point Of View
This is a poem written when I came off the road in the mid-1970s. It was a dark time and while reading it again it seems like another person. What it says to me is no matter how dark the night may seem, hope is a step away, a sunrise away. The new day always wipes the slate clean. Those dark days shaped who I am today because I walked past the pain and found that life is filled with so much to believe in. I truly did find the love of my life, a great career, and wonderful children. I found that darkness is just that and without the night we have no dreams.
This is such a ” Great Message “. Beautifully written ! Thank You.
Thank you. I wrote this when I came off the road from playing music. Very dark time in my life
I loved this. That’s some strong work. You were wrestling with your inner self and lifes hard decisions. Great stuff. J
Thank you my friend
Larry – If we are honest, everyone has been lost in darkness at some point in their lives. What makes a difference is can you still envision the light? Can you see the hope in the despair? Can you hold on long enough to learn the lesson of the darkness and grow as a person. Thanks for sharing this with us. Strong Ink, indeed.
Thank you my friend. My Daddy told me to always walk towards the light and I would find my way.
Larry – As you have wrote many times, you father imparted such meaningful wisdom to you.
Ahhh, Larry, I want to copy this and leave it on the pillow of every survivor I work with. Do I have your permission? Seriously, I believe that this poem could easily help Those suffering to heal.
Every night I leave fairy gifts on the pillows of the survivors at our retreats. I have never left a poem and have never thought to either.
What you see as dark, I see as inspiration. Without The night we have no dreams.
It made my eyes leak.
Absolutely my dear friend. I am honored and thank you for your kindness and the giving back that you do
Love both the writing and the image. Darkness is in fact required so we can appreciate the light that follows.
Thank you My friend. I always look forward to your feedback
I always thank God for another day! and the road I have walked has been full of one obstacle after another but I always looked for the new day ahead.
Thank you I too look forward to each new day
Larry, Thanks for sharing your thoughts. When there are clouds on my horizon I recall and gain comfort from the saying “This too shall pass.” It may not offer immediate peace but it sure restores hope. Thanks again.
Thank you Dr. Mary I am always grateful for your insight and feedback. Hope you are doing well.