It is often
in our search
for something else
when we find
some meaning buried
in our own true self,
and though
I did look through
the eyes of you
I could not find
what the worth was
of such little value.
Then there it was
something I found
hidden behind
an antique bookshelf
buried below
the meaning of me
is the value
of what it is
I must leave for you.
In the place
of an empty space
I put down these words
for what they mean
you must search
within yourself
and no one else.
For what they mean
remains unseen
in the distance between
you and me.
For now, at last, and forever
It’s why I may
and what I must say
to plot the course
all the way
to forever ago
and go to work
on the american dream
Slow and steady
there she goes
with my foot down
on the outskirts of town
towards a glow
bright and lost
against the flow
with a thought
placed inside a poem
and the mystic
with which it sits
in the palm
of wisdom’s hand.
BeLove © 2017


Merry Christmas and Happy New Years to you and yours.  2018 is going to be a good one.

My roots are buried in the Dirty South. I grew up learning the importance of God and Southern Charm. I began writing in my late teens mostly through heartbreak and music. I moved out west 15 years ago and live right around the corner from the Fountain Of Youth. Most people refer to it as Lake Tahoe. I play Chef during the day and search for ways to save the world by night, through reading, writing, and believing. I enjoy the side of life that is less abrasive. I look forward to joining you on my quest through Spiritual Sobriety with the Promised Land as our ultimate destination.

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