Memories wander to fairer days
in the clearest skies so deep and blue
where fluffy clouds bend a thousand ways.
Smiles creep in, imagination plays,
for that life was good and wondrous, too.
Without a warning there came the dark,
melancholy blanket, in the sky,
as fear extinguished every spark.
Then I stood alone there in the park,
directionless, as the clouds flew by.
As my starving soul yearned for a goal,
to seize the day and find direction,
an inner strength is what must extol
desire to stand upon distant knoll,
so feet will move, without objection.
Adventure ahead – so I stepped out
into howling wind and pelting snow
as strength resolved and it strangled doubt,
ignoring storms as my heart grew stout,
and that has made all the difference.
Sometimes happiness is just a few steps away. It’s often hard to see, but it’s there, even during the storms. It takes courage to find it.
This poem was inspired by Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken”.
- The Road not Taken by Robert Frost (group6ccm.wordpress.com)