Still Screaming

My world today is a pallet of grey like the skies above without my love in the thermals the eagles soar within my heart the feelings roar crystal grey clouds shadow my life the joy I hoped for has become strife ascending on wind my eagles take flight wheeling and turning till out of my sight they've spent their day dancing for me weaving and playing between the trees my happiness with them seems to be gone over shadowed by feeling I do not belong they cascade with grace above the slate sands diving and rising in their life demands I've walked the beach to watch them play why is my joy in it gone with this day the answer is there I won't speak it out loud with my mind and heart in the fog of this cloud anon my dark cloud has clothed my light and become prostrate hopes that were bright where is my warmth and the glow of its coals the war and the peace dividing our souls the things I believe have met a brick wall to the heart of another I have given a call It has taken no comfort in words I have given the displays of my heart which I have striven I have made my soul naked to open his eyes perhaps like my past he sees it as lies you know nothing as nothing he gave even if my heart to him is a slave god of my heart where is my release why can't I shelve it and be at peace my mountains, beach sand, birds and her rains with joy I walked them the treasures I gained my fields weren't fallow or so I thought but fertile within the heart that you wrought the steel of the plow raketh my ground and soil that bleeds is what I have found the one I could trust and my soul bare the joys of my heart that we could share the rich treasures I found in his mind reflecting his heart that's so hard to find soil that is rich and teeming with growth prolific in thoughts to give up I am loath with tears I have begged that I understand how my heart could have fallen so hard for this man barely two meetings with so little time the first time I saw him , I wanted him mine the thought that I had before I first spoke was us on a mountain and my exile broke the depth I saw lying deep in his eyes in that well I have fallen but is it disguise if I choose to refuse will my heart endure how can I know if the feeling is pure Never have such thoughts entered my mind how can I know if their making me blind I've laid them before you god of my soul will they break me or make me whole COPYRIGHT © 2011 C. Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC