My spirit
climbs life’s hill
so steep.
This destiny
has become
pain so infinite.
I am
a beggar
for past moments
and fading sun.
It was sweet
and I can
waste a smile
to forfeit this day.
This void
drowns me.
Impotent vision
blinds me.
These embers
are dying.
Soon to be realized
it was only
…..a mirage.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“Adversity is a mirage. People, situations, and relationships sometimes change for the worst but inevitably clear a path for far better replacements. The continued journey will always find bliss.” ….Carl Henegan
Love the line, I am a beggar for past moments and fading sun. Very nice and well put Estee. Love your poetry! J.