Ending of the day bearing tides of yesterday, <br />filling up spaces reserved for future dilemmas. <br />So helplessly holding onto pictures, looking <br />for reasons to continue being. <br />There are none, life must quit it's desperate <br />fight for balance and sanity. <br />Seeking the clear crystal meanings always <br />promised from birth, yet are never formally <br />formed or written of. <br />Letting edges fray away from hands of caring, <br />leaving fragments to dance and find their own <br />ways back to puzzles of the mind. <br />Sallowly formulating the essence of earthly <br />wanderings as the ending of the day ebbs away <br />and tides slide from yesterday's shores, <br />possibly finding themselves on future shores <br />of understanding.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/future-understanding/
