The Moth

wings beating in desperate confusion
against the shower window
wasting an entire existence 
denied by an invisible wall

wings beating and frantically striving
striving to fly to a world it sees so clearly
a world of beauty, wonder and awe
a world it will never hear or touch

so close to its destiny 
so close to its origin 
so close, so far away
so much like me

the moth never gave up
the moth died trying
I will never give up
I will die trying…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
May 28, 2014 at 9:39 PM
I really like this, Tim. But oh my, when you mention moths, I think of the ones in my house. Last month I started seeing them, and for a few weeks I was killing about three a day that were flying around my rooms. This week I don't see them much. Hopefully I got them all!!!
Anish Avatar
May 20, 2014 at 10:48 PM
Your last line is telling. Keep up the good fight! Peace & Blessings Matthew Anish
Richards Avatar
April 25, 2014 at 9:14 AM
This makes my heart stop beating for a moment ...... so much to say here .......the will to reach the light is a strong force, and we all have more endurance than we might at first believe........believing in ourselves is sometimes the most daunting task of all.........but giving up is no option...especially when we have those who love us. :)
Gibson Avatar
April 24, 2014 at 8:43 AM
Beautiful Tim. I love the tenderness and longing I'm this one.
Holley Avatar
April 21, 2014 at 6:54 PM
This is so, so good Tim. I really really like this!! ;-)
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