Juniper Breezes

Juniper breezes from across the sea

Start to tease you because of me

In my hand your future lies

And I decide weather it lives or dies

Struggling with the wonder I see in your eyes

I suddenly feel myself begin to cry

Of all you have known

I am the one who has shown

Through your heart and your mind

Why wasn't I left behind

So many of your loves intertwined

And now you try to enter mine

I am afriad of what I see

Because of the things that are happening

To cause you pain is not a choice

Which is something I have to voice

But please try and see

If your path really ends with me

So sweet and innocent you are

I couldn't bare to do you harm

I know you want to see and share what's in my soul

But I doubt if the key will ever be sold

To human beings for they are so cold.



To truly understand the geography of my land

You must tightly grab my hand

And never let go

Or you will get lost in the snow

For I am a crystal ball

Inside and outside all

My outer shell is glass

Which keeps out the storm

But when abused spills everything on the floor

And my crystal ball

Is different from them all

The storm is ever raging inside

And doesn't need to be shaken to keep strong

Because it is forever long

No plows tread through this snowy bed

So when you lose your way

You will never get away

And so you see you will be trapped in me

Never to be set free

Now you know what worries me

So think hard and don't hurry please

Otherwise you might smell a juniper breeze

Which will take you to my sea

And there you will drown in the sorrow of me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Ah...lovely poem.  I wrote it my sophmore year of high school in response to a poem from a guy who liked me at the time.  His name is Jason Wallace.  I think this is the best poem that could ever come from trying to write a response back.  I just felt I needed to do it in poetry.  It worked.

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This is a lovely poem. I know you like it a lot which makes it that much better. It's always good when a poet like there poems. I think it's beautiful the way you responded to the poem that you were written and the imagery in this poem is spectacular. I hope you keep writting, because i know i'll keep reading.