"Never Far From Home", just written for comments?

Question

(This is an expression of what I have felt in someone very important to my heart who I hope will find me again) Thank you.

Casual eyes,
Lost and faded,
Curtains to the night,
Whisper with a scream,
Silent in the light.

Dreams of someday,
A day that never was,
Polishing treasures,
Imagined fantasies,
Forever jaded.

Lost in time,
She cries inside,
Embraces shadows,
Left behind,
And Shines.

Discarded passions,
Gathered in clouds,
Never to be answered,
Golden memories,
That never were.

Blinded by the story,
Her journal within,
A cage for the misery,
Tucked away,
That never happened.

Invisible to the grace,
Blessed by her heart,
A moment missed,
In far away places,
And wide open spaces.

She's never far from home.

I apologize that I accidentally posted this in philosophy, but it does have some philosophical interpretation to it, so forgive me.

Answer 1

Well it makes me see how good I feel about being able to cope with my life sorrows.....and being able to move on......getting trapped like that, in a time and place that one would surely want to move on from....true misery....and I think you illustrated that so well....I think it is a perversion to savor and foster such misfortune...but there are those who do so...very misdirected I think....a guide could be effective to lead one out of that nightmare....however people who nurture grief and loss like this almost do so as a badge of courage...and the bitterness takes reign as a symbolic substitute for the lost love....and they will NOT give it up.....Didn't Charlie Dickens address this also?....your version is so much more beautiful.......

Answer 2

When the grounding sound
And the sounding ground departs the rising eye
And Glory is the Illumined Light of the Beloved
That fills the moving being.
And see then, and understand.

Understand those beings abounds in the untold joy
Of the singing Light
Who in their Grace, lend their sight, to your night
And gather your dawn with the Risen Light.

Answer 3

Reminds me of something Tool, Bob Dylan, Kate Bush or Tori Amos would write.

You created a great poem once again.

Ignore that pathetic troll who needs to go through puberty.

Answer 4

this is beautiful...but a bit sad!!!are you saying she lost her way? it's okay...i got many light bulbs to light her way !!!!
if you see the airport, in the night, when airplane about to take off or landing...in the dark, it is difficult to see surrounding, but a path way...both sides full of small bright lights...that's what i mean!!! cool eh?

Answer 5

That's very moving...

(I'm crying uncontrollably right now for reasons I cannot begin to fathom)

Answer 6

Home is where the heart is . An the heart can be at home where ever it is.

Answer 7

no problem you are forgiven any beautiful thoughts can be philosophy (sure). you are good for writing these poems in a few minutes I've been reading all of them.

Answer 8

Cool
... I must apologize for that first... (looking for a word)... comment...

Answer 9

I quite like it - I'm happy you posted it here.

Answer 10

I THINK THAT IS VERY GOOD.