For What They Mean

It is often

in our search

for something else

when we find

some meaning buried

in our own true self,

and though

I did look through

the eyes of you

I could not find

what the worth was

of such little value.

Then there it was

something I found

hidden behind

an antique bookshelf

buried below

the meaning of me

is the value

of what it is

I must leave for you.

In the place

of an empty space

I put down these words

for what they mean

you must search

within yourself

and no one else.

For what they mean

remains unseen

in the distance between

you and me.

For now, at last, and forever

It’s why I may

and what I must say

to plot the course

all the way

to forever ago

and go to work

on the american dream

Slow and steady

there she goes

with my foot down

on the outskirts of town

towards a glow

bright and lost

against the flow

with a thought

placed inside a poem

and the mystic

with which it sits

in the palm

of wisdom’s hand.

BeLove © 2017

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Years to you and yours.  2018 is going to be a good one.

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