04-18-2015, 08:49 PM
Lost.
Day is held at bay, by darkening watches. All is lost.
Cocooned in my nest, behind my wall, safe, yet lost.
There I lay, counted my ways - found grievously wanting.
Hidden by much desired mountain mists; but now lost.
I hear a voice that calls me forth, from my fruitless rest.
My heart found rest upon his breast. My heart is lost.
My love he called me, “Arise” he said, but I was deaf.
I did not heed his leading voice; my love I’ve lost.
My search went round and round; my love was not to be found.
My heart said: Arise, search the streets – seek what was lost.
Through the darkened streets I strode, alone and now exposed;
I felt no fear; my only care was what I’d lost.
My path was marked, by those who see and hear. They keep watch.
Despite their looks, I asked; “Have you seen the one I’ve lost?”
I did not stop or wait, I moved on, in love starved haste.
My heart skipped a beat – there he was. Complete. Not lost.
Safe and well, safe and well. My love is safe. All is well.
Deep from this well I’ll drink, no more to feel I’m lost.
The sweetest taste, his water. This sweetness I’ll take home.
and slake my thirst. Replenish birthing waters lost.
Cocooned in the nest, where love first lay and there knew rest,
his water flows and my love grows; no longer lost.
* ? If I will keep the last three couplets. Like the expression / story of the words but they feel very forced.
Day is held at bay, by darkening watches. All is lost.
Cocooned in my nest, behind my wall, safe, yet lost.
There I lay, counted my ways - found grievously wanting.
Hidden by much desired mountain mists; but now lost.
I hear a voice that calls me forth, from my fruitless rest.
My heart found rest upon his breast. My heart is lost.
My love he called me, “Arise” he said, but I was deaf.
I did not heed his leading voice; my love I’ve lost.
My search went round and round; my love was not to be found.
My heart said: Arise, search the streets – seek what was lost.
Through the darkened streets I strode, alone and now exposed;
I felt no fear; my only care was what I’d lost.
My path was marked, by those who see and hear. They keep watch.
Despite their looks, I asked; “Have you seen the one I’ve lost?”
I did not stop or wait, I moved on, in love starved haste.
My heart skipped a beat – there he was. Complete. Not lost.
Safe and well, safe and well. My love is safe. All is well.
Deep from this well I’ll drink, no more to feel I’m lost.
The sweetest taste, his water. This sweetness I’ll take home.
and slake my thirst. Replenish birthing waters lost.
Cocooned in the nest, where love first lay and there knew rest,
his water flows and my love grows; no longer lost.
* ? If I will keep the last three couplets. Like the expression / story of the words but they feel very forced.