A Surging Sea

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Ocean surf crashing over rocks
When the sun shines no more,
the sadness of my world of tears
will flow into the surging sea.

I feel better tonight.
I can forgive my confusion.
My heart still beats strong
and I don’t need the fear.

The light around me glistens.
The people with me laugh.
I am not alone any more.

I have left school in order to learn.
Every day offers me a different key.
One might unlock my fastbound heart.
It will allow the sun to shine again
as the life-bringing Springtime returns.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2019 W. Wayne B.
Original image: SAM_2060. By .Martin. [Image license]

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My Mystical Journey

I want to go to a new place.
I push at every door.
I pull on every window
I am searching for an opening.

Waiting is very difficult.
I do not know where I will go.
I do not know my destiny.

I hope to awaken from this nightmare.
I am walking on a mystical journey.
I want to recover from the pain.
I continue on my path alone.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2019 W. Wayne B.

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Today’s Picture

I am drawing a picture today.
It shows my love for life.

Hopeful colors fill the sky.
The trees are plush and full of fruit.
The background has snowcapped mountains.
The beauty beckons for me to approach.

I am no master and cannot finesse a subtle mood.
My pen is cautious and my hand is timid.

The world of the picture is a mirror of my mind.
I feel full of beauty as I smile.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2019 W. Wayne B.

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Guidance

The sun fills my life with love.
Her shining glow helps me rest.
I feel a breeze pass through the mist.

I have lived my life alone.
I am in the middle of a life of pain
I still hope to find peace in my heart.

We are far apart today.
My thoughts reveal silent suffering.
I look to you for an answer.

I am growing stronger now.
I try to walk the direct path.
I am listening to your guidance.
I climb my barriers with hope.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2019 W. Wayne B.

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Very Long Ago


The years turn into centuries.
Centuries will become millennia soon enough.
As the ages pass, their days fade away.

I wonder what it would be like
to live in a distant era.
That long ago time had its own problems.
Today we only know what we see.

My plan for today
is to walk a straight path.

I can find hope in all the small things.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope
Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2019 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Parque da Catacumba. By Rodrigo Soldon [Image license]

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This Day

Peach blossoms in spring
This day is bright and sunny.
I feel peace in my heart.
I have grown in fertile soil.

Near me, seeds of freedom are growing.
I can see the hope in their growing lives.
I remember that I, too, was once a sapling.

This day is filled with happy memories.
We have love to share generously.
We are creating a forest of love together.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2017 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Day 77: “Peach Blossom”. By Sean Freese [Image license]

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Loving the Winter

fir trees covered in snow
In my heart, I love the winter.
The forest trees sleep lightly.
Near me, the bushes wear a white coat.
The river hides under a blanket of ice.

Days go by slowly on this shore.
I find myself tiny and weak.
My vision is silent.
My hearing is blinded.
Every hour becomes another fading memory.

The world is changing.
I see movement around me.
I fill my mind with hope.
I wait for our lives to reawaken.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2017 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Winter forest path. By Dave__S. [Image license]

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