A Poem
Posted: May 5th, 2008, 5:22 am
I do not nor have I ever, considered myself a very good writer. That would be my wife and sons.....
However, I wrote a poem many years ago when I was going through a very tough place in my life. It is the only poem I have ever written. I found it while going through some papers lately.
I am stepping out on a limb and sharing it with you......I don't know why...
Up to this time only a few people have ever seen it or read it.
Please don't judge too harshly.....
"We were friends once......and brothers.."
Born into the richness of family, love with no depth or breadth...
Ever expanding
Out stretched boundaries of care and concern..
We were friends once, and brothers
Reared in awe of a greater power
Molded lik clay in the hands of a searching potter:
Kneaded, pulled, pushed, watered,
Being formed into something no known, but longed for
We were friends once...and brothers
Planted as saplings against the wind
Left there
Expected to be joined together by the sharing only of the sap of devotion to a cause
We were friends once, and brothers
Rippened by time and chance
Bent and bowed by forces unprepared for
Chastened for fruit not pleasing to harsh, unsated tasters
We were friends once .......and brothers
Finally, sturdy, we thought, we hoped
Secretly reaching for branches to touch ...to entertwine
Longing.....striving to be part of the forrest
Stretching to gtow and tower
Needing understanding .....fellowship...roots
We were friends once....and brothers
Pulled up, blown over
Twisted by selfish, unyielding, controling forces
Hewn down, sacrificed in the fires of the altar of expediency
We were friends once.....and brothers
Alone now
Thinned by the insatiable hunger of time and age
But not alone
Surrounded no longer by stretching , yearning, saplings,
But by strong love with roots deep.
Protected by the invisible curtain of confidence in the Almighty
We are friends now, He and I, ........and brothers.
I am not really sure why I have posted this.....but here it is.
However, I wrote a poem many years ago when I was going through a very tough place in my life. It is the only poem I have ever written. I found it while going through some papers lately.
I am stepping out on a limb and sharing it with you......I don't know why...
Up to this time only a few people have ever seen it or read it.
Please don't judge too harshly.....
"We were friends once......and brothers.."
Born into the richness of family, love with no depth or breadth...
Ever expanding
Out stretched boundaries of care and concern..
We were friends once, and brothers
Reared in awe of a greater power
Molded lik clay in the hands of a searching potter:
Kneaded, pulled, pushed, watered,
Being formed into something no known, but longed for
We were friends once...and brothers
Planted as saplings against the wind
Left there
Expected to be joined together by the sharing only of the sap of devotion to a cause
We were friends once, and brothers
Rippened by time and chance
Bent and bowed by forces unprepared for
Chastened for fruit not pleasing to harsh, unsated tasters
We were friends once .......and brothers
Finally, sturdy, we thought, we hoped
Secretly reaching for branches to touch ...to entertwine
Longing.....striving to be part of the forrest
Stretching to gtow and tower
Needing understanding .....fellowship...roots
We were friends once....and brothers
Pulled up, blown over
Twisted by selfish, unyielding, controling forces
Hewn down, sacrificed in the fires of the altar of expediency
We were friends once.....and brothers
Alone now
Thinned by the insatiable hunger of time and age
But not alone
Surrounded no longer by stretching , yearning, saplings,
But by strong love with roots deep.
Protected by the invisible curtain of confidence in the Almighty
We are friends now, He and I, ........and brothers.
I am not really sure why I have posted this.....but here it is.