Change of Destiny

Change of Destiny

Finding you, frozen in the spring,

low and diving into the audience long after

the curtain call. You were fire, now you

are an egg, cold, dead as a sandy hill.

You are a weight drowning a beautiful bird

that wanted to show you his home in the glorious mountains.

You were hope, now you are dread,

circling a shadowy vicious form.

Sometimes you return, and the day seems to open into joy,

until the next, when you drop all symbols of attachment

and dismiss every longing gone before.

You were once a dream, a way off this floor.

With you gone, I have no idea where to turn –

defused of purpose.

You once owned me – the mail carrier

and all those expectations.

But you were just another pause on my journey.

Clothed in gold apparel, with promises to curb this famine –

I cannot count on you to fulfill.

When I see you, you are small,

still inviting, but without a home.

There will be another that sings to me,

but until then I must remain as I am,

vacated of intention.

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First published in “Ygdrasil – A Journal of the Poetic Arts, VOL XXV, Issue 4, Number 288” April 2017

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