sweet seeking . . .

[Bill]

sweet seeking

he was surreptitiously trying to find his way
trying to sneak up on his light
while in the winds of timeless thought
she danced upon his plight

yes love had no notion of his grief
for she is blinded by the life smiles
though love bears a grief of her own
in her journey of Tears and Trials

in absences of an awesome wonder
and the sweet soft whispering bliss
that once possessed i and i did thy
and still i yearn deeply for her kiss

my sweet notions have taken wings
to embrace the driving winds of life
soaring aimlessly above beyond reach
of illusions that produce it’s strife

eye hoods peeled and keenly surveying
the landscapes seeking hint and clue
and i surreptitiously trying to find my way
to that light within me, thee and you

sweet seeking


(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.