when did it become so hard to look
at things
with innocent eyes of a child?
now you realize that growing up was
more
harmful than they would dare admit
to you
blaming won't bring forth
any new paths for us to walk on
trusting in blind faith that the
same choices
will bring new results is utopic
where do you find your haven
when you get scared to look inside
of yourself?
as if you've become just a basket
for other peoples' instructions and
opinions
it only works if it matters to you
million bulbs in the eyes turn on
when we speak of something
we're passionate about
whole night sky can be captured
in those moments when
we never felt more alive
inside it simmers
as if out of nothing it gives
no matter how cold it may get
no matter how the wind may roar
there's a warmth inside spreading
like electricity through our bodies
and it usually sparks just when
you've
almost already given up
the most rewarding thing about it is
that it can be shared
and then it can spread like wild
fire
and feels twice as good
*
" it usually sparks just when you've / almost already given up" blessed is the moment when it does and blessed are the people who share...beautiful...
ReplyDeleteTo let the bird within unfurl its wings and be free definitely shoos away the darkness, if for a period of time. We need not be baskets for others' instructions. I really liked how you portrayed the fact that our passions and our interests can spread the warmth within and out and how it spreads when it is shared.
ReplyDeleteTotally relatable, and very well penned. :-)
-HA
a place to call our heaven..........how i long for it
ReplyDeleteWhat is life if you cannot be passionate about it and everything you do?
ReplyDeletesometimes innocence is bliss
ReplyDeleteyou speak of a universal predicament and hours of quiet desperation.if only we could all follow our bliss.
ReplyDeletethe image of "warmth within" - ready "to spark". is lovely, positive and filled with hope
ReplyDeleteOh, it is very lovely when a person talks about something they are passionate about. No better feeling in the world....especially when it is shared and spreads afar. What magic!
ReplyDeleteGrowing up is harmful indeed.. So much that we loose. Maybe getting that child inside awakened is impossible, but we have to keep trying.
ReplyDeletelet that warmth spread around a bit...i think our eyes get a little jaded the older we get....we start to see things not as they are but how we believe they are...or should be.....i like the hope that this ends on...
ReplyDeleteLove 'million bulbs in the eyes turn on' with passion, and 'the most rewarding thing about it is
ReplyDeletethat it can be shared'. Wonderful! Way to live! x
Very thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteOh you are on the Great Journey, Natasa.....I resonate with being a basket for other peoples' instructions. You are so right that the answers lie inside yourself. I love "there's a warmth inside spreading...." You are very in tune with yourself, and that is awesome.
ReplyDeletethank you Sherry! :) there is so much inside, but we tend to look for it outside.
DeleteBeautifully written and so very much a part of all of us.
ReplyDeleteVery few people have kept the ability to look at the world with the eyes and innocence of a child. Ideally we should all be capable of innocence and maturity.
ReplyDeleteKeeping the innocence of a child...even the tiniest bit...can bring such joy to a life. I loved this, Nataša. As adults, we get so wrapped up in should-have/could-have/would-have and forget to be in the moment completely.
ReplyDelete"where do you find your haven
ReplyDeletewhen you get scared to look inside of yourself?"
"and then it can spread like wild fire
and feels twice as good"
This is so refreshing a read and I feel a kind of cloudy weight off my mind reading that. Those bouts of passion that you talk about, I don't get to experience those often, and almost never in solitude. I guess, that's how it is when we say that the people closest to us bring out our best. But I'd like to be able to sustain that overwhelming feeling of limitless potential on my own.
Beautifully penned. Loved it. :)
"as if you've become just a basket
ReplyDeletefor other peoples' instructions and opinions"
i think this is so true, when we are as adults. there are so much distractions and so much to look out for.
a thoughtful, well-written poem.
You have spoken such deep words that seem to be in my heart these days....my haven is my garden where I am in peaceful solitude....my favorite lines were:
ReplyDeletemillion bulbs in the eyes turn on
when we speak of something
we're passionate about
so very true that light that is so bright coming from within....really great work...loved this poem!
So I'm going with electrocution - it sparks, it warms before it consumes...
ReplyDeleteOh passion does that too
Childhood days are always the best days...
ReplyDeleteIt also a time when we desperately wished to grow up!
"now you realize that growing up was more
ReplyDeleteharmful than they would dare admit to you" - Brilliant and so true. Sometimes its just so difficult to be a functioning adult. Loved it :)