The time has come again, and yet another night

-of dreams and wishes-

Gone and went.

What could I have hoped too see? Hoped to obtain?

Twenty years… learning, searching…waiting.

But of life, nothing.

I know nothing at all.

Sitting here, dreaming of starlit skies, fiery showers… and

Pools of fragile moonlight.

Stringing word upon word like pearls in an ornate necklace,

Adorned with clichéd themes of love

Whispered over and over-

In that unknown chant, trying to persuade myself that I know anything about it at all.

As a fabled traveler walks, searching for the perfect view of the autumn full moon.

When we reach it- what then?

That meteor shower I yearn to see...

When I see it, what then?

Perhaps it is not time after all.

The gentle caress, the warmth of light that strikes and stirs the soul

That moves…quivering-

A single moment of understanding we all seek.

My happy ending is shrouded in misty clouds

Far, far from sight.

I am a mere strand of grass among an ocean of growing green waves

That bend right and left

To the wind’s desires.

And yet…

I could not help…but dream.

Today I look not above-

But within me, to realize that I am not alone.

To those and all around-

Everyone.

Everyone.

Everyone.

I’m sorry for how uncaring I’ve been,

The words I could have said

Support I should have given

Time I should have spent

With you

And you

And you.

Now all I can say is this-



You mean a lot to me.
Thank you for existing.