Sunday, November 16, 2008

Distant No More




DISTANT NO MORE
Time, which was once a wide, unbounded sea,
An ocean stretching far into a dream,
Is now down at my feet, a little stream,
The 'distant shore' now very near to me.
When, as a child, I viewed eternity,
And saw the water's brilliant colours gleam,
'Forever' was a very simple theme,
Unending time a certain destiny.
But, now, one step is all I need to take
To cross the stream and reach the other side.
How is it that Forever's shrunk so small?
That step, will it be very hard to make?
And, at the last, will Time once more seem wide?
And will I ever understand it all?

15 comments:

Linda Jacobs said...

You might not like the form but you did an excellent job with it! Your lines read naturally and the rhyme doesn't lead the poem. Really beautiful!

Winifred said...

It certainly is a lovely poem.

tumblewords said...

Oh, these thoughts. I know them but could not have written them so well! Nice work!!

Dogwalkmusings said...

Wow! What a treat to see Tumblewords commenting here. I've the pleasure of knowing her personally for she is a local, a blogger and one neat lady! Small world!

nonizamboni said...

Breathtaking images and your words expressed my daily thoughts. Written so well and it gives me a sense of comfort knowing that I'm not the only one. So nicely done--thanks for sharing!

Tammy said...

Bravo! Those are tough and you did it beautifully.

Kat said...

That was great. A life-TIME captured in a nut... I mean in a sonnet-shell..!!!

Tigerbrite said...

So well expressed. Lovely sonnet.

Aeria said...

"How is it that Forever's shrunk so small?"
Oh, I love this! Beautiful Sonnet!
aeria

Belva Rae Staples said...

Profound and lovely thoughts!

Jeanne said...

Lovely, longing, and romantic...

Archna Sharma said...

I think that it may just go in an eternal circle, I'm sure it will be wide once again. :)

Lovely thoughts, indeed!

Andy said...

A very sad, but thought-provoking piece.

Kim Nelson said...

You've told the truth so eloquently. I turn 52 next week, and have pondered similarly; although my Gram lived to be 99, so I have a few steps left before I reach the stream.

scape said...

Your rendering of 'distant' struck all the chords... perhaps only to those of a certain age, but most definitely true. thank you.