Dear dad,
i hope you are doing well.
i apologize for the length of my silence
but, i was lost in our wood's relentless
dense sense where a tree fell.
and, being the only lonely soul
to hear the desperate sound,
i felt it only proper that i hang around
to cover the stumps bare hole.
So dad,
i feel the whispers in the hall
reach inside the mist of my consciousness
like a cool breeze to the native inhabitants
standing near a cascading waterfall
and, being the only lonely soul
inventorying the essential contents
i felt it only proper to become a dissident
deciding what may be sold.
Then dad,
no grievance can i hold
no claim to pain and its rightful heir
there is no home in a room full of despair.
only webs to filter passing souls
and, being the only lonely soul
i offer a candle and a dove
and feel it only proper to create light and love
no grievance should i or could i or would i hold
Dear Dad,
I wish you well, and pray you never be the only lonely soul and i want you to know how much i love you dad
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