The Solo Drummer

 

I'm not here to make points
I'm not here to appease
I'm not here for approval
I am here cuz' I please.

I'm not here to be shattered
I'm not here to be hurt
but I feel that my heart
is the sleeve on my shirt.

It is tattered and torn
it is worn and quite aged
but there's a button left on it
that bears your sweet name.

I'm not here just to scare you
I'm not here to provoke
I am here because Goddess
had heard when we spoke.

For I have been beaten
and shredded by tears
for all I have given
and what was taken through years.

I have held on to hope
that one day I would find
the one that was passion
the one that was kind.

I have held on to hope
that one day I would meet
the lover in dreams
that the years let me keep.

I have held to beliefs
that the kindred of souls
like the flames that burn brightly
was the one that I'd hold;

Did hold the half of my being
and though it's too late
I pray that the next life
will open the gate

Where we both shall meet
in a place and a time
that we so determine
so that you will be mine.

Not mine in the sense
that I would own all of you
but mine in the sense
that our passion rings true.

That we finally will find
a pure love, a pure life
of loving and giving
of creating what's right.

For you are the one
that I have searched for so long
but now it's too late
and I ask, "Can I go on?"

When guilt starts to swallow
and make us feel bad
then that is the time
we should take a step back.

Though you say you'd forget
once we were both together
I don't want that you see
I want you to feel it forever.

Though we can't be together
as I believe it should be
I don't want you to forget
about you, about me.

So, I take a step back now
this wasn't to happen
but time has enveloped
my heart and it's snappin'.

I cry way too much
for the times we're apart
and I long so to share
all that Mother imparts.

You have it within you,
you are just as me
on a journey, on a path
where our spirits be free.

But now I do fear
that the guilt you do feel
will grow even larger
as we continue to reel..

To revel in glorious
passion's delight
to hold on so tight
and wish for morning's bright light.

To spend time in the forests
all naked and bare
in front of the ALL that
has driven us here.

We have so much in common
We have so much to know
I have much to give to you
I only wish you could know.

So, I will pass from this day
to the next, and another
being always the dreamer
being one solo drummer.

I'll dance to the beat
of the most distant drums
and continue to watch
as each setting sun.....
may bring us a day closer
to take in each other's breathe
to carry us forward....
lest we should forget....

 

Silver Spiritwolf   3/17/08