More Than Meets The Eye

the days grow long,

yet the dawn arrives right on time,

like some brave new creation

springing boldly forth,

a mighty warrior from the ancient past,

shooting fiery arrows into the hearts

of all who thirst for truth;

impaling even the mightiest kings;

changes do not come easy,

nor do they last forever,

only one change remains

beyond the dawn,

and that is not for us to choose,

eventually you must let go,

even if the cost is beyond the reach

of all that could never be bought,

while moving past the point

of no return;

when little girls grow up,

they no longer belong to you,

and even misguided illusions fade,

floating away with all the other baggage,

slowly disappearing with the receding tide,

deep into the distant sea,

and you wonder if they will

ever return;

but inside you know

there is no other way;

there is more here than

meets the eye,

more than it appears,

more than will ever be known,

the depths go beyond

this shallow field of dying faith,

past the dreams of a young man’s heart,

beyond faded memories and

lost innocence;

some things can never die,

some things can never live.

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