Monday, December 7, 2015

Only You

The radiance of your face
Pierces the darkness inside me.
The lilt of your voice
Cascades gently over me.
The touch of your hand
Warms me to my bones.
I live for this moment
To be known by only you.

The Journey

To a new crossroads I have come
Will I go to the east or west?
Bloodied, weary my feet are numb.
Languid in spirit, I seek rest.

I drop my load upon the road
No desire to keep trudging
Down this mysterious highroad
Where each way looks disconcerting.

The unknown urges me onward
To take up my burden again
A choice lies before me unbarred,
Whether I follow ridge or glen.

These steps I take tenatively
To move beyond the line of fear,
My compass holds resolutely,
I follow its command, sincere.

Eyes

They hold such clarity
Yet can beguile and tease.
Laughter shines brightly
From these orbs of ease.
They can wall inside
The heart of a person
Or show to the world
Every thought and action.
Dark are the centers
That widen or constrict
Depending on the light
That enters into it.
With vivid hues and color
They shape the world around
Perceiving, yet dreaming
Of a life they've not found.

Tomorrow

It is yesterday's tomorrow
The first of tomorrow's dreams.
The dawn of time fulfilled
Already, but still beginning.
All of today's moments
Passed, and yet looming
Ever present.
Yesterday may be gone
But tomorrow is always future.

To Go Back

To go back and fix
mistakes. Choices wrongly made
or words better left
unsaid. To go back.
To return to what you know.
Unfamiliar places, feelings
stampeding your mind,
driving it forward. Progress
you fought for and attained.
Now this nagging need
beckons you. To go back.
What would be different
If you had that chance?
           (if only the universe
let you have that possibility)
To go back.