Thursday, August 11, 2011

Tapdancing in the Field

Temporary tangibility
Truer nature of all things
Open doors seldom fixed
Whereabouts unknown
Traveling on captivation
Serving self sorted goals
Finding purpose anew
Where rubble remains
Forging bright fires
When all else is due
Shirking responsibility
Fading into hope
Remorseless Wanderer
Touching time and space
Catching forever
On a cloud made of sand
Today is endless
Tomorrow will not endure
Now is paramount
When later holds no truth
Promises meant to be
When nothing else exists
Shining resemblance
Of happy and secure
Knowing the emotion
Yet scared to feel
Speaking it loudly
Whispering it inside
Letting her win
When she's always lost
Unexplainable adventure
Another ending verse

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