the long search

When you have nowhere to go, go back to yourself.

Of a season...




The heartless summer is long gone


Soon the clouds will sail away


Rain will no more dance at my window


Where the dew drops will rest themselves


Waiting for the winter to come.


Nothing remains forever


But for the songs


Of a season lost


Nothing will remain


But for the memories


Of a season gone…

40 comments:

WarmSunshine 2 October 2009 at 23:59  

I have a feeling of sadness in me everytime i read something on "change". But this was too nicely done. This was so you.

Just a little suggestion if I'm allowed to give one; try rhyming :)

Agnes 3 October 2009 at 01:30  

And the author is...?

(Beautiful, Soul.)

Q 3 October 2009 at 18:47  

I am wrapped in my blanket this morning, the heat of August forgotten.
I am celebrating October, the season of the ancients.
I am sending blessings, grateful for your prose.
Lovely photograph.
Namaste,
Sherry

Purva 3 October 2009 at 23:46  

nice....i like the expression "Rain will no more dance at my window
Where the dew drops will rest themselves" the best... wish u a happy winter!

Natural Moments 5 October 2009 at 02:25  

We can cry so fully to release the clouds from the sky, to where new songs can be heard singing, and to where the sun always shines. We can create our own internal weather. It is all beautiful if seen from above.

Ria 5 October 2009 at 16:33  

lovely poem....the only thing thats constant is change, isnt it!?

Pine 5 October 2009 at 21:20  

Nothing remains forever...songs and memories.....

Rick 7 October 2009 at 09:33  

You are developing a marvelous sense of rhythm, my friend, and a deft hand with the art of style. Nice work!

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:15  

-->Mehreen

Change has a connection with "holding on," Mehreen. Probably that's what makes you sad. Try and let it go. You may find the answer.

Thanks for the "rhyming" suggestion. I will try to use that next time.

*smiles*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:16  

-->Agnes

Thank you, Agnes. Your guess is as good as mine, I guess.

*smiles*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:17  

-->Sherry

I hope October is pleasant, Sherry. Thank you so much visiting again.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:18  

-->Purva

Heyy, thank you so much. Next time I write something I will try and see you all my expressions; not just two. :P

Thanks for reading. Welcome here. Do return.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:19  

-->NW

You are right. It depends what we create and what we want to create really.

Thanks for reading.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:20  

-->Ria

The only constant is one which changes.

Thank you for coming over. Thanks again.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:21  

-->Pauline

Songs and memories, I guess. Do they remain forever?

Thanks, lady.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 7 October 2009 at 22:22  

-->Rick

Coming from you, that's a huge compliment for me, trust me. Am I worthy of it? That's the question.

Thank you so much, Rick.

*cheers*

Shaili 9 October 2009 at 16:05  

who moved my cheese? :)

Talking To My Soul 11 October 2009 at 04:05  

-->Shaili

Did anyone move it? Yes, we are talking about change.

Thanks for coming over.

*cheers*

Agnes 12 October 2009 at 18:32  

Except you didn't have to guess... :-D

But you did answer my question so thank you. Beautiful work Soul, beautiful :-)

Ria 12 October 2009 at 22:27  

simply beautiful!! :) loved it.

Talking To My Soul 14 October 2009 at 03:12  

-->Agnes

I guess so.

Thanks, dear.

*smiles*

Talking To My Soul 14 October 2009 at 03:13  

-->Ria

I am very glad you liked it, Ria. Thanks for reading again.

*cheers*

Keshi 14 October 2009 at 07:45  

Nothing, but NOTHING remains :)

awesome post!

Keshi.

Talking To My Soul 14 October 2009 at 14:59  

-->Keshi

You are eight, Kay. Nothing remains. Nothing will.

Glad you came over. Thank you so much.


*smilez*

~vagabond~ 20 October 2009 at 03:56  

Memories of summer, indeed. Cant say I like this cold weather we've been having in October. I miss summer. And I'm in denial over winter.
Lovely poem. :)

Agnes 23 October 2009 at 04:57  

Is it cricket season or something? Where have you been???

Anna 23 October 2009 at 09:44  

What a beautiful poem again. I love all seasons, they all come and go, and true leave lasting memories. Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem. Anna :)

Talking To My Soul 24 October 2009 at 03:09  

-->Vagabond

Different seasons usher in different sets of feelings, I guess. It's intriguing, sometimes.

Thank you so much for reading.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 24 October 2009 at 03:11  

-->Agnes

Cricket! Huh! It's the season but not keeping me tied so much this time around. I am just looking for words. Am lost for words, you can say.

Will be back soon. How have you been?

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 24 October 2009 at 03:18  

-->Anna

Yes, you are right. The seasons come and go but leave a flurry of memories.

Thanks for arriving here and reading. I am so glad you liked the lines.

*cheers*

Agnes 29 October 2009 at 17:46  

Oh OK... hope all is well.

I got your FB invite, thank you so much, but I still don't have FB. Sad, I know. I am saving your email though, in case I end up on FB :-D

Let the words flow, Soul, they are in there. Don't resist them...

Mystic Rose 14 November 2009 at 02:20  

Then, for all the songs and memories, it has been a season well spent .. :)

Tiger 4 December 2009 at 22:38  

Loved your blog title and explanation. Going back to oneself teaches a lot.
Nice poem too. Keep posting.

Talking To My Soul 7 December 2009 at 22:02  

-->Agnes

Sorry, Agnes. For replying so late. Time I returned. Thanks.


*smiles*

Talking To My Soul 7 December 2009 at 22:03  

-->Tiger

Tiger, are you Woods? Just kidding. Great to have you on my blog. And thank you so much.

*cheers*

lena 9 December 2009 at 02:27  

won't you write something on the winters?


Good work with the poem :)

Talking To My Soul 18 December 2009 at 20:03  

-->Lena

I did, Lena. Something on the winter. Just like you said. :D

*smiles*

Mixed..Feelings 24 December 2009 at 17:16  

amazing words..."Nothing remains forever"...amazing line..

Talking To My Soul 27 December 2009 at 16:44  

-->Mixed Feelings

Thank you so much for arriving here and liking the blog. Thanku.


Do return.

*cheers*

Talking To My Soul 27 December 2009 at 16:50  

-->Rose

Heyy, where have you been? Trying to locate you.

Send me the link. Thanks for reading again.

*smile*

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