Saturday, May 13, 2006

I caught glimpse of a shooting star today,
Beaming glitter across the sky;
Dipping into the pool of black,
Streaks of life, sucked into darkness to die.

I want to fly sometimes,
Across those very horizons;
But weary of taking that leap,
Don’t know how far, before the journey is done.

Think not when you speak,
I want to know what your soul has to say;
Pause not when you speak,
Let go of that fear your wrapped around, today.

These walls around me I’ve built,
Feel thinner than they look;
Ask me not to break them down,
I see cracks from the last time they shook.

Winter never stays too long here,
But I stand with a frozen heart;
Clutching onto petals, squirming in my palm,
I feel, just sometimes choose not.

If every gesture could not be read,
If every dawn was not followed by twilight;
If it did not matter where we were tomorrow,
I’d smile for you tonight.