Monday, 31 August 2015

The Silver Lining

There’s a silver lining
waiting to be seen,
by the eye that can perceive

purpose; and if not purpose, meaning.
And if not meaning,
then at least,

a gift.

That might look just
a little different,
to what we were wanting.

Hard to recognise,
and to become accustomed;
but always, always

what we need.

It’s just we never know
what we need,
until it comes to us,

in forms we didn’t expect.
But if we look, if we look
we find what it was that we needed

by what we get.

Perhaps silver linings are
treasure, greater than the
fulfilment of our small intents.

Their value lies in their
sneaking up, and
catching us unawares.

Leading us to reassess,
the true purpose here.

Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
August 2015

Upper Harbour, Whenuapai, Auckland, New Zealand

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