The Light Beyond the Stars
My thoughts fly through my mind
like a pinwheel on a windy day.
There are so many questions
and yet no answers.
What lies ahead I do not know.
If I was to leave and return,
Would you let me?
If I was to stay and be me,
Would you accept me?
I see the old wishing
they had lived their way.
I see the young wondering
what their way is.
One can live an entire lifetime
never understanding what it meant to live.
Never seeing below the surface,
never asking why.
I choose not to live that way.
I want no regrets or fears.
I long to see the light beyond the stars.
Tamara Seraph
copyright 1989
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