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Shining in the moonlight,
I see the glass wall.
And through the other side,
I see you.
You see me too.
We get ever so close,
But we can never touch.
Some days the glass is so thin,
It can be matched with a spider's thread,
While other days it seems miles wide,
A thick barrier of regret.
Today, your palms are splayed on your side of the glass,
Mine follow suit.
I peer into those hazel eyes of mystery,
And I see everything:
I see your love for me.
I see your inner beauty.
I see your demons.
Your temper, your desire to be the best.
I see it all.
Maybe you look into my green eyes from the other side,
And see the same in me:
See my beauty,
See my love for you,
See my underlying trust in you,
See my past,
See my pain,
My dying hope for the future...

My only true wish:
To break this glass wall,
To touch you,
To kiss you,
To hold you,
To love you how I long to
To say all the words that don't sound right without the backing of presence...

But until the time of destiny shall come
I must endure this pain,
Try to maintain whatever hope I have left,
And wait here at the glass.
I hope you do the same...
Read this part last: long distance relationship.
IF
IF

If you can step aside
While others are busy
With the market-throng
You are a step closer to being free.

While others wildly
Their pursuits chase
If you can watch and not envy
You scorn pride at its face.

What others have
You hanker for and desire not
Yet humility and contentment
Reign your heart---you are happy with your lot.

Too much hue and cry, so much excitement
And euphoria on the other side
You sit quietly under the shade of the tree
Reading your favourite poems while the world goes mad with its pride.

If you can leave the world behind
Your own soul and heart to cultivate
Your years will ripen with sweet fruitfulness
You will arrive finally at Enlightenment Gate.
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FACES
I share the joy of happy faces
But sad faces linger long in my mind
There is no Arcadia or paradise on earth
So much pain and misery is inherited by mankind.

Ah, my love,  I see your tender face and your gentle smile
I wish I would never make you cry
If  in my duty I should fail
I would be unworthy—it would be best if I die.
 Sep 2015 Wade Lancaster
jerely
Small pebbles scattered together
each has different route,
different directions,
each has different roles,
a mission to make,
a journey to take,
success to achieve &
a goal to soar.
everyone has their own uniqueness & that special things.

Jerelii
Sept 7, 2015
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