First Time for Everything
Perhaps the wind is nervous,
never knowing where to blow.
Maybe nature is uncertain,
always taking time to grow.
Gravity can get quite lonely,
so it pulls things to the ground.
And time can get so restless,
it can't help but move around.
Could our cold uncaring universe,
be just like you and me.
Reaching for the endless,
because it feels so incomplete.
And did life and death find struggle,
with newfound parenthood.
I ask,
With everything that's been
has nothing understood?
Posted Jul 27, 2021, 6:06 PM UTC
oh my gosh let me just say i absolutely LOVED this, i especially liked how it rhymes and how smoothly it flowed. “reaching for the endless, because it feels so incomplete” definitely my favorite line in the entire poem - it makes you kinda just sit there like “wow”. thanks for sharing!
Thank you! I tend to write everything with a little melody in mind, so maybe that's why? Also, I actually changed that line you mentioned as I was posting, so I'm glad it worked.