Running in the mist
down an ancient rocky road,
chimes of nature ringing
in my head
bringing me to the edge.
Where do the rainbows go
how do I find the flow
remembering the dead
places and faces
reveling in the living
breathe in~breathe out
screaming from within
fighting from without
embracing doubts
reaching for clouds
floating away…
I cried to the
Moon~
Where is the
light?
Why can’t I see
in the night?
The Moon whispered
back~
the light is within~
as its always
been…
Reaching out
into the
past
to see the
future…
to find
the path
to muster
the strength
to carry on…
Cross the
pond
swim on~
one life
to live…
time marches
without regard
the day will
come when
your dead
and gone…
“gather your
rosebuds
while you
may”
Enjoy every
Journey
along the
way…
Looking forward
towards the
dream,
Nothing as it
seems.
Looking backwards
towards the
nightmare,
Nothing as it
seemed.
Standing present
in new found
strength,
All as it
seems.
Knowing my
Truth
so it seems…
