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Comes the Dawn
Comes the Dawn
After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning,
And company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts,
And presents are promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today, because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So, you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn you really can endure...
That you really are strong...
And you really do have worth...
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye you learn.
1/31/2006 8:19 pm
This is a wonderful poem. I've thought about this for some time, along the same way, and have come to a startling conclusion that perhaps the learning is what is truly necessary....an experience that you learn nothing from is empty and wasted. But what has me perplexed is then how death ( for those, like me, who beleive it all comes to infinite nothingness ), makes this self-learning seem in vain...or maybe the point is to learn enough to understand why its all necessary...why its all there in the first place for us to choose what we learn....|
Is this an original text? If so, I'd be interested in setting it to music...(classical art song is what I do a lot of). Let me know if you'd be into that.