Sometimes, we think we know what we want. Then, after much blood, sweat and tears, we get it. Only to find out something is amiss.
Often we predicate our dreams on the actions of others. We set out to do things with the express intent of sharing them with someone in particular. Once the work has begun, there is no viable way to turn back, even when the obvious presents itself: The person with whom we mean to share them is absent.
Mantra inspired House on the Hill after seeing more than a few who had built lifetime commitments have those dreams deflate because the ones meant to share in the reverie chose to be absent or died before the fruition. This poem is dedicated to all those whose crowning achievements are tainted with the sadness of accomplishing them alone.
House on the Hill
House on the Hill
With downcast eyes and an empty heart,
For from its crack seeped my soul,
I am still and quiet.
Resting here, tired from the climb,
Looking down from the lonely pinnacle,
Wondering why I came.
From below I saw the home,
In which I wanted our household,
But you are not here yet.
The curtains are drawn and shades down tight.
Waiting in the dark for my miracle
Of us being together, one in the same.
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(c) Ann Marie Dwyer
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Have you seen this house? Was it ever yours?
Binky
/ May 22, 2012Yes, sadly true sometimes.
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Red
/ May 23, 2012More often than most of us really imagine. This one is a side effect of listening to others.
jeremy
/ May 22, 2012I agree with Binky.
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Red
/ May 23, 2012Good to see you today, Jeremy. It is true more often than you know.
Valentine Logar
/ May 23, 2012You know this hits in the solar plexus … I love you sister!
I remain convinced we should just live in communes, self regulated and self sustaining. Raise children, write, play, travel and care for what is needed without all the other stuff to distract.
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Red
/ May 23, 2012I am not opposed to your proposition. My mother told us when I was a teen she wished we would all live on a commune. She is still looking at property in Wyoming for this exact reason. I have told her, we need to go back to Texas if she wants to do that!
Androgoth
/ May 23, 2012Sadly this must be all too familiar for so many people, building a lifetime together only to lose the vision and the dream just before completion 🙁
Have a very nice rest of day Red 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ May 23, 2012One of these days I will share a story I have about this precise thing. It is part of what makes me keep such a positive attitude. It is the one thing I own I wish I could virally spread to everyone I meet. Good to see your today, Andro. I hope your evening is shaping up nicely. I owe you a visit. I should not stay away this long!
Soma Mukherjee
/ May 23, 2012Its sadly true,and inspite all the good intentions, everything done right way…..its a dead end
one wonders where and what transpired when they were working so hard for it.
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Red
/ May 25, 2012The awakening is hard.
prenin
/ May 23, 2012I was going to be married to a Danish woman, Hanne Damgaard, but the week before we were to finalise everything and I was to move over there Hanne died of a massive brain embolism in her grandmother’s kitchen with her family with her at the end.
I haven’t had a relationship since…
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
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Red
/ May 24, 2012Do not close that door forever, Pren. When you least expect it, someone will walk through it. {HUGZ} Red.
Cat Forsley
/ May 24, 2012GOOD MORNING RED…..
LOVELY POEM ….
SAD AND BEAUTIFUL
LIKE ALL LIFE IS THERE IS ALWAYS THE DREAM WITHIN THE DREAM THOUGH 🙂
MUCH LOVE
XX
CAT
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Red
/ May 24, 2012Truly there is, Cat. Good to see you today. Red. xxx
Angela Young
/ May 25, 2012Tears pouring. The dreams, without being shared, fall flat. Loss leaves a hole and life is never the same. It can still be good, but part of the dream is gone forever and must be amended as we learn to live, love, and dream again without them.
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Red
/ May 25, 2012Aye, but the amendment never holds the same luster as the original.