Now I ’m older and lost
Then I was younger and free
With ideas of peace and love and destiny
Wanting to make a difference
Or willing to rebel endlessly
I believed in the earth mother
And the purifying water goddess
The fire god would cleanse me
And the sun sanctify me
I’d spend evenings in communion
With all the elements flowing
And brave warrior thoughts within
I’d rise up invigorated
And start the fight anew
Today I’m weary, unloving and cruel
Uncaring and hollow
My heart is dry and no more tears flow
I’m older and no longer wiser
Just a crumbling stone
Too old to start afresh
Too young to give all hope away
I wander aimlessly through
The deserts of my soul
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