Reflections on the mirror <br />Like shimmering ripples and dimples <br />On its face, a diamond studded <br />blanket of snow softening the jagged rocks <br />beneath, below <br />Crests and waves, crashes and paves <br />The white sea of long lasting, distant dreams <br />Gravity and hearts of granite holding our marriage back. <br /> <br />Two listing agents, we are to write our forewards and sagas <br />Guided by these hurricane winds, we begin our dramas <br />On a stage of lessons and plays, shaping our lives <br />And days, spurred by our momma's and dads <br />Down proper paths, Washing ourselves from the audience <br />Of another hollow tomorrow. <br /> <br />Past, pass me by! Why do you venture my way? <br />Causing sorrow. Weaving my unknown fears into idle years <br />Leaving me hear to cry and fill up the well <br />Of what might have been, with the floods in my eye for <br />What should have. <br /> <br />A pain too hard to swallow. <br /> <br />Follow destiny's footprints from the monsoon of mundane <br />Must I tame the past and cast my view to the future <br />If I am to melt this granite that weighs me down <br />And reveal the diamond that waits to be found.<br /><br />T. Alfred Norman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/melting-granite/
