Love Poem: Conditions of Confusion
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Written by: Meredith Manley

Conditions of Confusion

Conditions of Confusion

I close my eyes and listen,
I wait and try to hear,
yet still no sound approaches,
the same as every year-

another circle finished,
retracing steps go past,
again the picture's shattered,
in broken shards of glass-

A lonely howl of anguish,
a cry of laughter soft,
the fallen dew a silver drop,
upon the forest moss-

but where is it still hiding,
that sweet, elusive sound,
the music and the symphony,
that clear and crystal sound-

waves of power crest,
then sink into despair,
in heavy burdened flying,
still laden, without share-

to soar and ne'er be conquered,
or drown, yet still alive,
and whispers on the fleeting breeze,
of darkened skies and shallow seas.

~Meredith Ann