lillipadponderings

I see you on your lofty perch,

Viewing with scorn the masses below;

Mocking, while they do have faith,

No great accomplishment can they show.

While you have steadily risen

And placed your name on the board

Enjoying eagerly all the fine things

This present world can afford.

Yet, you are sad, hollow and empty,

As needy as a begger can be.

With sadness they watch you exalt yourself,

And thru it all they can see.

They see a heart empty and cold,

Devoid of love’s warming touch;

Crippling along down life’s road

Dependent on a self centered crutch.

Pity what pity you’ve climbed so high,

No one can reach you my friend

A tall ladder to a high lonely place

That tempted you to ascend.

So high the air is thinned and chilled;

The song is stilled in your heart;

Come back down the ladder to warmth and friends,

It takes only one step to start.

Once you’ve started it’s easy you’ll find,

To reduce your ego to size.

Tho will shock you to know you reigned on your throne,

Nowhere but in your own eyes.