With a heavy heart
And eyelids like stones
And a head
Leaning for want of a bed
Of moss
I lay down upon
The forest floor
And stretch out my limbs
Till they penetrate the earth
And drink its bounty
And after a long while
That heaviness
Is lifted
And my spirit rises
To drink the sun
I found a daisy
Along the path
And in pondering it
Thought of you
I wait for the rain
Standing on the dry grasses
Breathing the arid breeze
And though I will hide from it
And though its gloom weighs upon me
I wait for the rain
I sweat under a blazing sun
And a heat of the moment yet hotter
With my eyes to the willow branches
Swaying in the wind
And my feet on the soft mosses
That fill the spaces between the grass blades
I breathe in
And breathe out
The swirling scents of a summer evening
Untroubled by the noise beyond the trees
With a sigh and a limp I walk
By the riverside
Seeking an oak tree
I once sat under
There I pondered
And wondered
As the wind rustled the leaves
And the water rushed by
Where my own river might take me
What towns and banks
And trees
I might pass by
And now I have seen them
And known them
And seek again that oak
Where first I wondered
I have listened
And I have seen
And I have felt
And yet the twisting boughs of this tree
Continue to elude me
I would be a leaf
That I might fall every year
And each spring
Unfurl anew
I have wandered often
In the streams of stars
That glow behind my eyelids
And there marveled
At the softness beneath my feet
Only found
When ambling amidst the heavens
I climb a high hill
Knotted with shrubs
Littered with leaves
Where grasses do not grow
And at its peak I catch a glimpse
Of a bright shore
And a sparkling ocean
And I make my way there
Feet bleeding
Tears streaming
But smiling
For it is in sight
A Poem A Day 