Here And There

A recent poem of mine that I wrote as a way to explain the push and pull when one leaves religion (''there''), and moves towards the unknown (''here'').


Here and There


When I was there
I wanted to be here
And then, I thought about it
What was there that wasn't here?

My mind was here
My heart was there
If only the two could meet in the middle
I'd be happy if for but a day

Here is really no better than there
But, you can tell yourself almost anything
If you are escaping from here
To get to there

I like it here
It is real and precise
What I left back there, was not real
But it was nice

My heart can't stay there
It has to come here
And I'll watch over it
It doesn't need to be watched by him any longer

Whether I'm there or here
I've always been the watcher
Keeping me there
And waiting for me to come here

I like it here
I'm no longer there
I've come a long way
With a price to bear

But such is life
An endless journey
Filled with not enough here
And way too much... there

 

Yes, it does. 'The road not taken' is usually the one we have to pave.

 

I am not here, over there, who's there, who's here, I am, here I am, here, there

 

lolololol ^^ that made me smile.