The wish

We wished a wish

So pure was our desire that our hearts ached and bled for it

We poured all our will and all our tears and all our fervor

into that wish

And when the wish was denied, our hearts broke

We cried, and looked for things to numb our anguish

We told ourselves in slurred speech it was for the best, and things were as they were meant to be

But we didn’t really believe it

For there was nothing left to yearn for

Nothing left to dream

Nothing left to desire

Nothing left to live for 

But then the storm passed, and the desert bloomed

and we were reminded once again life is beautiful

even when it is terrible. 


One comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s