Myriad suns have set and risen
The silence follows
Do I make a difference
I ask myself
A myriad moon have risen
And again my heart dips into the abyss
Could I make a difference
I ask myself
Relentlessly the ocean hits the shore
The salty wind breezing past into oblivion
Should I try to make a difference
I ask myself
With no one near and none to judge me
I cry my lungs out on the mountain top
Whether I make or not a difference
I tell myself
Written for
Friday Writings #144: To speak up or stay silent?
I love the repetition 'Should I try to make a difference' Beautiful images like 'my heart dips into the abyss'
ReplyDeleteThank you marja
DeleteYes, very true. We do have our emotional response, regardless; and express it too, some way or another.
ReplyDeleteYes Rosemary, somehow everything finds a way out in time.
DeleteYou never know who might hear you on that mountaintop. Individually, we are both insignificant and powerful simultaneously.
ReplyDeleteYes , that's the point we want to be heard not judged
DeleteThe repetition works so well in this piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rommy
Delete"A myriad moon have risen
ReplyDeleteAnd again my heart dips into the abyss"
Beautiful writing, Jossina. The refrain works well.