In the Final Analysis

In the final Analysis Destiny – she seems to, always be shutting the gate. She has been, closing in, her garden on my fate. She has been given the opportunity to know my dreams, but nothing of my desires, does she want, it seems. I would love to know the sun setting in her Autumn green eyes, To lie the night long / the morning into the sun rise from her beautiful face, feel the warmth – hidden – it could bring to this aching heart, this alone soul, my world, to make birds sing. The pain, the heart ache, much to great- for my desire, to live on with the direction it has been heading – ashes from fire are what I feel, dust - I can not, will not pay for what is not for me. The price to high for a foundation weak – to high the fee for what does not already exist – really – as I see it – in what does not come from the heart. Expectations of trivial matters ! – pursuits of ?, - no place to start ! B. J. “A” 2 January 23rd 2007