12/30/2025
A poem from the ❤️ heart, I started writing when I knew it was time to tell what I'd been holding onto.
Sunset on the CountrySide
Years ago, the day dawned with a brightness of a thousand suns.
Dreams were reality, chances were taken, and the dawn was cresting above the horizon.
Bright, brilliant, and ambitious. The dawn was young, full of spirit, and knowledge. Wisdom had yet to come but would soon make an appearance.
The rising sun was full and warm, beautiful and vibrant. Giving light to the path that lay ahead, calm and silent.
The path was straight, even smooth and laid before me,
I set out for what lye ahead, a CountrySide ahead of me. Beautifully lit, the path simple, yet what my eyes could not see, my feet would soon feel.
Rocks and bumps were forming, and I began to stumble, confused by my feet feeling the crumble.
Rocks of uncertainty, bumps of struggle, rocks of slander, bumps of finality.
Uncertainty of what next, struggles of how to, slander from behind, and trials of time.
From childhood obsession, to adulthood possession, and now, what seems, like longterm cessation.
10 years of practice, a lifetime of hope, burning out like the fraying end of a lit rope.
The sun is beginning to set, as wisdom begins to set in, as the creator begins to speak and turn the light to within.
Illuminating a new path, a new hope, and a new dawn. Like a deer in the wilderness brings a new fawn.
The midday brightness is beginning to wane, problems, struggles, and strife, leading to pain.
Problems unsolved, struggles of hopelessness, strife taking root, and pain beginning to bloom.
The sun is dipping low, the darkness it creeps along.
Relaities making themselves known.
The brilliant light I've come to know, it sinks below. Realities revealing true nature and where the path was headed with me in tow. This in fact was not a lovely CountrySide, but a dank valley a mile wide.
Headed to destruction, following a light so bright. Never knowing the light was blinding me from the true sight. Drawing nearer, the true end beginning to take shape, I blinked slowly unwanting to meet this new fate.
Sunset is upon me, creeping up my being, that things are not as bright as before, and my eyes are slowly adjusting to the new reality that is coming forth abruptly.
Knowing that soon enough no more light will shine, I must make a decision about a new path in this time.
Lest I be stuck in that dank valley that was a trick. My heart beginning to beat quick.
A new path I've yet to know, yet guided by my inner light, I need not rely on my eyes, because the light in my heart continues to grow.
Sunset, it's here. The time has come. To turn from what I thought was my home.
This time in the valley that I thought was a CountrySide, has pushed me forward like a morning tide. well, its come to an end, Ive lived the dream that was born within.
A dream, a reality, a bittersweet ending.
And to that valley I thought was a Countryside. Thats a dream no longer pending.