I seem to be going nowhere...
the threshold beckons to me,
I see him standing on the other side.
I seem to be staring too long...
the pinhole lets in the light,
I fail to capture the picture within.
I seem to be standing still...
the images rush by my side,
I crave to capture a few.
I seem to be holding on...
I know its just time,
I try to ink my mind.
I seem to be reading awhile...
the words and pages flow by,
I wish to sing along.
I seem to be humming...
its an old time song...
The drapes have fallen.
The real drama just begun,
The actors are walking..
Away from the blazing sun.
the threshold beckons to me,
I see him standing on the other side.
I seem to be staring too long...
the pinhole lets in the light,
I fail to capture the picture within.
I seem to be standing still...
the images rush by my side,
I crave to capture a few.
I seem to be holding on...
I know its just time,
I try to ink my mind.
I seem to be reading awhile...
the words and pages flow by,
I wish to sing along.
I seem to be humming...
its an old time song...
The drapes have fallen.
The real drama just begun,
The actors are walking..
Away from the blazing sun.
the actors found a gargoyle, to quench their decade old thirst..for the blazing sun had burnt everything, it failed to burn the thirst..the pin hole allowed the light to walk in, but it failed to stop the heat and the dust, its concomitants..as they say goodness has seldom accompanied goodness..the song I heard last summer, still resonates in my head, the notes are clear, so is the cadence but the words seem to fail me again..what is it that is happening today, I cant seem to put my finger on..my life has so far been a drama itself..I have led forward the show..I seem to be walking, walking away from the blazing sun, fot it has burnt me for now, it still has not burnt my thirst!
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