The shimmer of the sun,
Tickling the crest of the Earth with
Rays of shining gold.
They slowly rise above the valley,
Perfectly located between
Two majestic hills
Made of the greenest shrubbery.
The sky changes colors,
Awakening pastel colors
That sneak around the puffy clouds.
This awakening in nature
Is referred to as another simple
"Morning"
But it is so much more than just a morning,
It is the warming of the ground beneath our feet,
The welcome of animals stirring from their nests.
The awakening of the sun
Gets people on their feet,
Animals awake for a new day.
The rays whisper to the Earth,
Grass grows a tad longer,
Trees reach up a smidgen higher.
And hearts open with the awakening of the sun.
New life is created with the shimmer of a new day,
Other hearts are forced to cease.
Yet, the next shimmer still comes,
The sun still arises above that valley,
Pastel colors still flow through the clouds,
And another "Morning" still occurs.
Each "Morning" is a new start,
Treat it as such.
Welcome change,
But never forget to appreciate the light
That allows the next step.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
This blog is purely dedicated to my writing. (Poems, Story excerpts, Quotes) I hope you enjoy.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
A New Slot - Original Poem
Every heart starts out with perfection.
Upon birth, two slots open in the heart.
These let to be filled with love from the child's parents.
As life continues,
As burdens bear down,
Some slots are filled in with nothing but memories,
Others with hearts made of lies.
Yet, there are constantly new slots
Being created out of hope, lust, and becoming
A potential shot at
Love.
Once love is achieved,
That new slot doesn't have to feel quite so
Lonely anymore;
Like the past had learned to accept it to feel.
The new slot is filled with another slot
Of the heart that learned to love
Every quirk...
Perfection,
And every last smile
That makes that other heart worth the while.
A new slot just opened
In the center of my heart.
It is located near an old slot,
Filled with distrust and sorrow.
Yet this slot has such a new,
Warm,
Trust-worthy appearance to it.
Now it is time to see if my new slot
Will match the slot
That has been newly formed
In another's heart.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
Upon birth, two slots open in the heart.
These let to be filled with love from the child's parents.
As life continues,
As burdens bear down,
Some slots are filled in with nothing but memories,
Others with hearts made of lies.
Yet, there are constantly new slots
Being created out of hope, lust, and becoming
A potential shot at
Love.
Once love is achieved,
That new slot doesn't have to feel quite so
Lonely anymore;
Like the past had learned to accept it to feel.
The new slot is filled with another slot
Of the heart that learned to love
Every quirk...
Perfection,
And every last smile
That makes that other heart worth the while.
A new slot just opened
In the center of my heart.
It is located near an old slot,
Filled with distrust and sorrow.
Yet this slot has such a new,
Warm,
Trust-worthy appearance to it.
Now it is time to see if my new slot
Will match the slot
That has been newly formed
In another's heart.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
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