Bondage
How can I stand beneath a brilliant moon,
if it's reflections are for me alone?
Spend time to view a vivid morning sun,
if unable to share it with someone?
How enchanting is a flowered garden,
if you are not a part of its beauty?
The joyful walking in a woodland glen,
is wasted without your acuity.
Natures colors, hues, shades, raw and brilliant,
fade away into an insentient gleam.
Can I ride in the tail of a comet,
without you at my side urging us on?
Does the ocean's might waves surge and roar
when Poseidon's chariot comes ashore?
Copyright © Bill Doggett | Year Posted 2009
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