This will be one of the flowers in my new Gallery.
Hope you like it and the poem.
A endless search for ones truths an for honesty and the struggle we have to be focused on a higher plane.Distracted every day by corruption in many forms to a point that its evil seems normal its so vast.
So this is a poem to my struggle.
Winds flow over valleys wide as I search for you.
My endless search has taken me beyond my minds eye.
I ride the winds in search of you my ever changing foe.
And as I feel you in my grasp you vanish as I arrive.
Why is it that you flee from me is it what I seek?
Or Is it that I come to you with truths to hard to meet.
Or is it that your frightened by my direct approach.
An if I took a different way would you still think the same of me?
I ride these winds in search of you a vision of my needs.
A vision of purity like I… when I was young.
A fleeting light of what I saw the moment I was born.
An then as if it was the wind suddenly… it was gone.
I ride these wind for you and all you represent.
The things that men fall short of as they try to live.
I look to you to show me how to rise above the fray.
An show me that my dreams of you were not a thing in vain.
These winds are strong I struggle long deep into the night.
An endless flight to find my way to you my fleeting dream.
When will I find a place to rest with you beside my wings.
Or will my endless searching lead me to a place so bear that evil dare not tread.
But deep within my searching heart I know you will be found.
I’ll fly these winds in search of you until I fly no more.