Friday 30 March 2007

Cycle of touch and go

Forever is long time,
Time waits for none.
None but the poor soul without options;
Options only to wait or not,
Not promised, yet not surrendered.

Surrendered day in and day out,
Out of nothing hope lingers.
Lingers only as if by ghostly presence.
Presence of mind to know or deny;
Deny everything, yet deny days.

Days to months to years,
Years to a decade;
A decade much in touch and go;
Go, but never distant, yet always far.
Far from over, yet always close to ending.

Ending with a peck of resistance.
Resistance to goodbyes;
Goodbyes that mean hellos,
Hellos yet that do not mean farewell.
Farewell without sense, yet in full sanity

Sanity clinging to hopes,
Hopes that cannot flower;
Flower sweet truth and distinct scent,
Scent that power imagination or dreams.
Dreams that seemingly last a day, yet stays for forever…

– 16 March 2007