Captivated
What is it in knowing you that makes my awareness
come alive . My thoughts of you are ever present . You
lead me to consider , good and evil , life and death to
see more clearly our own minuteness yet be ever aware
of the grandeur of life . To be consciously mindful and
electrified , awestruck if you will with the mind blowing
extent of it’s vastness and it’s possibilities , of being
able to consider love and enjoyment. You renew my
spirit which had waned , and lain in exhaustion dealing
with the worlds pursuit and desire, the endless struggle
to keep from drowning in the history of men in which an
ever present portion of our species seek to control what
we think , what we are allowed . You can watch them re-
peatedly lie , constantly barraging with misinformation.
I am tired of the voices , never addressing the hypocrisy
of it. I need that childhood again , we could just play
together , happily and explore stuff and be excited every
time we saw each other. I admit I got little of that but
I remember the good because when something like it rarely
happens it makes those “little” experiences supremely
noticeable like “wow” noticeable. I can say only one of
the families I lived with would rate an A+ , most I would
suspect a D- and that’s my own wrong turn. Being one
inheriting my behavior and thought by the usual means
those who influence you and tradition . Picking ones way
out of that nut shell and my own study of life well I
found what ever said was not always correct even if I
thought I agreed . But what you have taught me keeps me
on a course ever growing into that fullness of the face
you have allowed me to look upon .Most of the time I seem
short on everything , until you are here , and everything
is all right again . I have missed you , I’ve written you
a lot. The day I met you , you opened the door for me and
through it came understanding , sight , and perspective
and the puzzle is taking shape and being put together.
I’m sometimes unsure if I want to see it’s completion or
just be somewhere where I can enjoy the journey. Come on
now I don’t want to leave the joy of your company and
face that testament to man’s insanity , and it’s temple
of the worlds governments. You can see it coming , the
corporations eating up the land , conscripting the citizens
, the same same , nothing new under the sun except the
window dressing . The shades are always drawn and dark
they prefer you to have “limited vision” . So seeking
your company exceedingly pleases me. What you have taught
I have stored up and you principles are ever before me.
I have examined your word and found it truthful , there
fore I will always lift you up . These are my words to
you . I have put them to pen so I might remember and walk
again in them. You restore my heart and bring me comfort.
But I have to mention the ones who amaze and hold my
attentions . I swear that they experience the most awful
things yet they pick up , dust themselves off , and give
a hand to others up on the way . I’m thinking I like these
ones a lot , just saying . I’ll write you again soon . In
the mean time I’m keeping this one a while before I send
it …You’re always on my mind.
COPYRIGHT © 2016
C Michael Miller
PoetryofProvidence
Copyright © Poetryof Providence | Year Posted 2016
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