Whole my life,
I chase a way,
Too long,
To climb a mountain,
To swim across,
The deepest ocean,
To experience,
The finest moment,
Of beauty and grace!
With possibility,
Near to my end,
I feel my hand,
Catching its face,
And feeling its game,
Of Hide and seek,
The same old game,
Yet able to catch its hand,
I feel the chased,
Been always been within my grasp!
Discovering the you can catch something you thought you couldn't? ? ?
A great poem Winnie with movement and imagery of the chase and playing hide and seek. A good conclusion too as you can grasp it if you really want to! 10 Karin
a chase from mountain to waters...chasing the self playing hide and seek...good piece Winnie...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
no on e worries about actual mountains.. this seems about love.. or maybe not..seems you let one slip by :) the poem is good.. change the first line to.. my whole life..