I listen
and let you take me along
always yearning, wishing
hoping that I might land, wondering why
I even need to find my footing.
I am a complex soul,
I keep telling myself that,
while around me,
in the active bustle of a sidewalk cafe,
I see faces,
so many lovely minds,
untapped but directed,
finding their own place,
their own quiet destiny.
~
I hear the winds of 'winter's
discontent.'
Remains in my mind,
always knocking in silence,
my pulse awaits a shift,
some opportunity to tick lasting effects,
define my confusion,
while you journey me on,
music, my violins,
I listen and feel pain,
then resonant delight.
I am alone,
inside a quiet dream of human interaction.
yet, where am I supposed to land.
I can at least, count on you,
the rhythms of my soul,
to take me along on a quiet journey.
Please remain discreet,
lest those around recognize
I may be incomplete.
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
I listen
and let you take me along
always yearning, wishing
hoping that I might land, wondering why
I even need to find my footing.
I am a complex soul,
I keep telling myself that,
while around me,
in the active bustle of a sidewalk cafe,
I see faces,
so many lovely minds,
untapped but directed,
finding their own place,
their own quiet destiny.
~
I hear the winds of 'winter's
discontent.'
Remains in my mind,
always knocking in silence,
my pulse awaits a shift,
some opportunity to tick lasting effects,
define my confusion,
while you journey me on,
music, my violins,
I listen and feel pain,
then resonant delight.
I am alone,
inside a quiet dream of human interaction.
yet, where am I supposed to land.
I can at least, count on you,
the rhythms of my soul,
to take me along on a quiet journey.
Please remain discreet,
lest those around recognize
I may be incomplete.
