drifting on

–  drifting on –

I am packing up and moving on

Behind me are the days of sorrow

Lonely, forgotten, yet there

I was always there

Hidden in my own fear

Standing, waiting, watching, nothing

So, I am packing up and moving on

 

I am packing up and moving on

The silent days were the better days

No crying, no yelling, no mourning plea

Silent I was in the commotion 

Yet loud I will be in the stillness

I was the calm in the storm, searching for the hurricane

So, I am packing up and moving on 

 

I am packing up and moving on

Better things are far ahead

Places of wonder, with hope for the world

Shrouded in defeat, the weak will rise above

To see the morning sun with joy

And have no fear when the sun sets tonight

So, I am packing up and moving on

 

I am packing up and moving on

Behind me I leave the fear, I leave the sorrow, I am not forgotten

The world fills with hope

It fills with a new light

I leave it behind to see who I am and who I might become

To search and to seek, find light in the dark

So, for the better or worse, I am packing up and moving on 

 

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  1. Love it! And the photos that accompany this mindful poem: beautiful!

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