Looking for a silver lining
every time
it turns out wrong
Weighing reasons to believe
looking for an
un-lost heart to behold
Seeking a golden skeleton key
that unlocks
the secret garden’s
velvet gate
Feeling the deep ache
of cold and lonely
on a golden autumn morn
Walk along the garden pathway
follow me down
the wooded pensive trail
See the reflection in the wishing well
looking wistfully back
unbidden eyes' do tell
Feeling never enough
like a pearl-less oyster’s
empty shell
Tripped and fell another dawning
trying to come in
out of the storm
The only silver lining
betides the moment,
sipping words
of hopeful waters
from your well ...
*wild is the wind
"A wise man can see more from the bottom of a well
than a fool can from a mountain top ."
