Alone, across the high plateau
A path that few men dare
An endless journey to regain
A love that we can share
The driven snows, the bitter cold
And hunger are my fare
The day brings darkness to my heart
The nights, I cannot bear

The mountain peaks that rise above
Cast shadows on my schemes
And measure out the remnants
Of a life of broken dreams
Recalling back the distant past
Brings moisture to my eyes
Teardrops stain my frozen face
Preserve my painful cry

And on this gloomy, starless night
I can no longer hide
The memory that scars me deep
The one so long denied
I was just a child then
With visions to fulfill
I left your side to find myself
This day, I’m searching still

If you had wept in bitterness
Or cursed me for my wrong
It might have eased the burden
That I’ve carried for so long
Instead you made a solemn oath
That lingered though the fray -
You swore your love would be with me
No matter where I’d stray

And in my hour of despair
So little will to live
I feel you deep inside of me
With so much yet to give
With love you ease my hunger
Bring comfort in the storm
Your love could feed a starving man
Or keep a cold man warm

Through the night I journey forth
My waning strength renewed
The loneliness evaporates
Leaves peaceful solitude
And somewhere in the darkness
As you ease away the pains
Our love is bound forever –
But the distance still remains

Morning brings a change of course
Across the high plateau
Headed for the valleys
And the peaks that lovers know
Someday we’ll be together
Glance once back at the past
Then we’ll step into the future
And share this love at last.

"cast shadows on my schemes" makes me think of something
that lurks in the shadows of men... hmm...

is it safe to say you were born before the 70's...?
a poetic landscape such as this reminds me of
the Moody Blues or some avante garde metal ensemble...

is it childish love or love of a child...?
if it's childish love i'm getting alot of motherly love imagery
and if it's a love of a child i'm getting alot of too much motherly love imagery...

actually, it's the red wine speaking... i'm hung up on the line about the child...
i can be a bit perverse at times and since i tend to pervert pretzel logic i tend to
look at things a bit askewed...

werds like these can further the impact with wonderful music...

It's not childish love, OR love of a child. It is the love of young lovers, still innocent and not yet adults. Looking back at a time when he left his love to embark on an innocent but foolish, and never-fulfilled search to "find myself", the author sees himself then as a mere child, as defined by his childish actions.

Thanks for reviewing. I was born before the 70's. Don't tell anyone....

I don't understand how you can get hung up on the 'I was just a child then' because he says 'This day I'm searching still'!
I do get hung-up on this one though 'Glance once back at the past' literally, because it feels in the wrong rhythm.

But otherwise this is not only another excellent piece of poetry, I can also hear this as a song, it flows so perfectly as per usual but it is also not too complicated, it's nice and clean!

I don't know if it's the rythm that is wrong, but I feel tht the line is a little weak. I really struggled with the last verse, and I'm not real thrilled with it. I'm okay with the meaning, but it has a, "let's finish this up and go home, I'm hungry" sort of feel to it.

I'm open to suggestions - mark this day on your calendar!

i was a bit vague but 'twas what i meant with childish love
as in still innocent and young... and that if that was in fact the
case then the love described was so strong coming from the other
lover that i got the feeling of motherliness...
this is why i was hung up on the that line...
this could all be due from my experience of knowing young passionate
women but not one that could affect me so deeply with their youthful love
simply because of their lack of understanding such a quality at such a
young age...
but it's all well written...
suggestion for the ending...?
my only suggestion would be to change the word 'future'
and illustrate said word with some similiar imagery you used
earlier to describe the struggles/journey... some natural constant
to evoke this progressive time...
however it all works wonderfully...