Digged out some old notebooks from high school years with so many favourite poems and quotes written inside, reminiscing every little thing from the past, good and bad, and found one of my most favourite poem of all time, After a While by Veronica A. Shoffstall.
I jotted down this poem from the textbook when I was sitting in the first year of senior high, but back then this poem was kind of heavy for me, I could hardly understand the real meaning of it. But as time went by, I grew and reread it over and over again, now I understand what she really wanted to convey.
AFTER A WHILE
Veronica A. Sholffstall
After a while you learn
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t always mean security.
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers
And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn.
The subtle difference between
Holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t always mean security.
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes ahead
With the grace of a woman
Not the grief of a child
And you learn
To build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is
Too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way
Of falling down in mid flight
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers
And you learn
That you really can endure
That you are really strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and you learn
With every good bye you learn.
This poem urges me to contemplate deeper and think wiser. I share it today with you--- especially the ones who are currently stuck in the darkness trying to seek for an answer--- so that you could acquire the lesson of life : Whatever happens-happens, learn from it, and fix those broken wings. After a while you'll learn, slowly but surely, I will learn, you will learn, and everyone will learn. :))
" For I know the plans I have for you,plans to prosper you and not to harm you,plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
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