Time stopped his heart to feel what he had missed,

At twenty years, his handsome features were his prized possessions,

Such was that beauty that made heads turn as if witnessing a new dawn,

He was reckless, never knew how and when to hesitate or run away from danger


At 30, dusk was descending on the edge the impatient time,

He had to discover new powers and new secrets that would shield him,

He had to make his scars and wounds invisible along with protecting his sanity,

He sought all strength to survive in this world where many die of thirst unfulfilled


At 40 he never stopped to listen to all the sounds and rhythms of his heart,

He had been careful to remain faithful and project his own reality,

The dollar brought him flowers and he enjoyed the delicious scent of beauty,

And he understood the unrefined language of his heart’s meaning


At 50 he grandly sang of his infallible existence as part of creation,

His life was full and his life had surely taken precedence over history,

Time had surely proved to be a test of suffering and trouble,

But now, he felt trapped in this amber of redeeming his own spirituality








4 thoughts on “Test of Trouble

    1. Am so glad that you found this piece relevant, thought I explore my expectations and see where I stand…Poetry opens up that inner eye where infinitive wisdom lies. I appreciate and value your feedback as always! Wishing you a great weekend Joan!

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