Chasing

Chasing

I get tired of chasing inspiration

I get frustrated with interruptions

This ever-gnawing, ever-present desire

Something beyond words, a burning fire

So deep within I cannot see it nor hear it

Yet I most assuredly can feel it

It is my life calling me forth

It is life itself calling me into the beyond

Beyond normalcy, beyond status quo

Even beyond the knowns of excellent and good

Into realms of even better and best

Places of peace, places of rest

Where I have no part in a chaotic hurricane

Rather I stand in the cooling rain

Just taking in the rainbows from the sunshine

It’s light is there no matter the circumstances

No matter the mistakes, the crushed romances

No matter the costs, the worries, the trials

No matter the doubts, curses or dark denials

Light does shine, darkness doesn’t argue

My every lot, my every sinew

Is washed anew in this effervescence

 

Chasing

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Very nice poem, definitely could relate.

    Liked by 1 person

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