28 July 2011

The Beauty Of What We Were

I wrote this in 2005 based on a lecture given by Deepak Chopra about ten years ago


The Beauty Of What We Were

The beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die.

Dreams created eons ago,
on playgrounds and backyards.
Lil' boys and girls,
playing house,
raising their children -
Ken and Barbie.

The beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die.

From childhood innocence,
came teenage passion.
Back seats of cars,
under trees in the park.
Thought we were safe,
thought we were protected.
For some, dreams became...
a lifelong commitment.

The beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die.

Teenage passion to maturity,
conceived in love.
A life created,
games played as children,
still fun, now with responsibility.
Mom and Dad, husband and wife,
became role models,
for a new set of players.

The beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die.

We became an audience,
watching games,
we knew to well.
Revised, refined, revisited.
What was once fun,
now filled with concern
and stress...

The beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die.

From childhood, we became parents.
We dreamed of children,
for our children.
Grandma and Grandpa came alive,
reliving innocence and passion,
maturity and responsibility.

And we realized,
the beauty of what we were,
before we were born,
will never die...

1 comment:

Dave Harm said...

Thoughts from "Authors Den"

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 4/25/2005
Beautiful Dave, this was excellent, love your thoughts here,

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya 4/25/2005
Excellent write!!!

Reviewed by OnepoetGem * the
Poetic Rapper 4/24/2005
Well Dave, sometimes I wonder about what you just poemed here in great charm, to be or not to be? My early years were, "what am I doing in this crazy place?" My older years are, "ok it's a crazy place at times but I'm going to dress it up." G

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 4/24/2005
Great theme well-expressed poetically, Dave. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you. Regis

Reviewed by L. Figgins 4/21/2005
How well you describe the essence of life and it's eternal cycle. And "we go 'round and 'round and 'round in the circle game", as Joni Mitchell put it...

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 4/20/2005
Yes, indeed - very beautiful ... wonderful!!

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) 4/20/2005
This is extremely beautiful Dave and you captured a great deal of emotion in your write.

Reviewed by Paul Williams 4/20/2005
Captavating and beautfully written Dave...never a truer word spoken.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/20/2005
Dave this is beauty beyond beauty...you are a true gift of inspiration my friend!!

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader) 4/19/2005
Very Beautiful Poem
Thank You Dave

Reviewed by m j hollingshead 4/19/2005
well done

Reviewed by jude forese 4/19/2005
Dave, beauty is the character, knowledge and ability to express such a truism in this wonderful poem ...

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson 4/19/2005
what a great subject matter here, Dave, and you've done it justice.

Reviewed by D May (Reader) 4/19/2005
Excellent write. There is so much said between the lines.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 4/19/2005
What goes around, comes aroun, more or less, huh? Course you said it much better.

Reviewed by E T Waldron 4/19/2005
Very beautifully written Dave, and the meaning reveals our everlasting hope in the truth of becoming, what we were.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 4/19/2005
A captivating, beautiful write. Well done, indeed!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 4/19/2005
beautiful write, dave! very nice~

Reviewed by Felix Perry 4/19/2005
A beautiful life cycle poem that tells it like it is. Well done Dave.