My continuous reflection of your life
Can no longer keep me still.
Eventually, I'll forget to remember.
And these memories,
Will slowly crumble,
and seep into the soil.
And I know you'll be there.
Lingering around in many forms,
With every desire to encourage,
My spring growth.
I'll keep walking though.
In search of the stray pieces of your soul,
Left behind years ago.
Sooner or later,
I'll find you first.
And I'll stand high and beautiful.
I'll stand strong.
And those memories
will finally reach
my weakened eyes.
I've read this piece several times now, each time I take something else with me from this poem.
Lisa Marie has penned a poem filled with strength to overcome obstacles, and survive a sad time in the message of the poem perhaps. I like the nature metaphor given to enhance the feelings within this piece.
I get the feeling she is talking to a spirit perhaps that has haunted her steps in life, or maybe that of someone who needs to be kept in the past.
True elegance and simplicity in each stanza, however a soft touch of visual detail that brings this poem life.
To me: What greater form of life and inspiration, than that of nature, and then to add a life message of survival, is truly wonderful in my eyes as a reader. Very nice!!