About the Poem
Sometimes we do not know what it is for what we seek, or even if we are sure we want to find.
|by Tim Chambers|
|Gentle whispers in the wind
What is the message that you send?
Calling softly, "Come to me."
What I ask, am I to see?
What is there that I will find
In the recess of my mind?
Are there lessons you will teach
About the walls that I must breach?
To find what I have hidden there
And if I find, must I beware?
Fearing all that I have sought
Hoping all won't be for naught
Trying to dispel all doubts
In the dreams that seek me out
I seek the answers in the night
Hoping... praying... for the light.
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