In My Striving

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IN MY STRIVING...

I had built a mental picture, based on my dream

And it looked awful high, standing there on the beach

It looked to me like an idol... a goal just a bit out of reach.

The feeling was incredible, and I thought I would burst.

When I found that my idol, was but nothing, a single tall stone.

All but for me... alone, on that long long beach

As you both showed me, from the mountain top

Of which you not just helped, but took me up

I could see my idol, way down there on that beach.

Your caring help, exceeded my wildest of reach.

All I wanted was to dance, for the joy in my heart!

And yes, I saw in your eyes the concern, you now felt

The state I was in, with what the clothes were doing

And the joy you had just added, I was near to exploding

And far too giddy...to so much as speak!

And then along came a man, out of my dreams.

What was the sky now... I had just left the earth!

And found myself faced, with all the cosmos

Holding its hand, out right there, within my reach.

I took it with joy, and jumped with both feet

And found myself falling, into a depth, that was to deep

But before I could panic, and cower in fright

He showed me weren't falling, but only in flight.

And to my wonder, not just a flight of fancy...

As whatever I saw, that my heart could endure

Was mine forever and ever to keep.

And some things were painful, to the touch at first

It only made the pleasure, given, so much more a treat.

But now it seems, the farther I reach

The pain is becoming, not worth the treat.

YES something is wrong now, and each time I dress

It increases exponentially, the pain I must bear...

So blame me for trying, and wanting too much

When I am reaching for something that's worth

All that pain and I accepting, for my eyes the treat

Is worth all the pain I'm likely to reap...

But I must catch it and hold it soon

For each time, that I reach, for this one,

It gets further, and my threshold is peaked.

I feel things slipping... away, I'm hesitating...again to reach

For that of which I know, that alone in reaching

Way out, much too far, then I will actually be falling

From a height, that's so high, into a hole, that's too deep

And if this should happen, then may my soul, the lord keep

For I'll not survive, such a perilous leap

So if I should die, always, bear in mind

I will always remember, till the end of all time

All those who taught me to reach

It's better this way I implore you

Than to stand alone with the idol

On that long, long, empty beach.

So please for me

Don't weep

Pattie B.
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