Deadly Desires

Deadly Desires

 

 

As the stillness felt and seen on a lake

Breaking out of this forest I stand in aghast 

While in there, not knowing what was always here

Waiting to greet me wantonly without a care

 

I am captivated by what's before me, this place 

To stay is not a question, everything gives me answers 

Looking on I yield to touch as senses beg me to do so

It is such when I look for too long and in me a wellspring I know

 

It will always be for me, what's been freely given

This will always be my death knell, for it will lead me

I will pick this, from it comes wisdom, despite expressed commands

 

Dangers are not what I pitched before, fertile, and well-watered

Is it a land where I was enslaved now free and want to return

Longing for what I see, and thought was good, only to realize it's dust

 

I'll enter a land where amidst honey and milk, I will bow to all that it produces

Not fully understanding that all I understand will die

All the works of men's hands will fail to fulfill the hope that only satisfies

Then as I look at all that present itself, I will look away to You

 

Chris G Peters

Poet

Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.