thoughts

thoughts,
they move, at
the speed of light;
displaying,
dark shadows,
throughout their flight;
bringing,
feelings of longing,
and despair;
back,
to the source,
of a mind that cares;
sitting,
on the porch
and waiting;
hoping,
for an eternity,
that doesn't dare;
fulfil,
an ageing dream,
of someone so rare.

The Star

A star is born,
and within her rays
our days are spent;
giving nourishment,
growth, and life.

The star brings life,
spreading her warmth,
beauty, and sunshine;
leaving us cold, only
when she reclines.

The star will die,
and with her will
we all perish;
into a darkness,
solitude, and strife.

Searching

My mind has traversed,

through hills and dales,

walking, running, and fleeting;

From back streets to highways.

From islands to continents.

From grasslands to deserts.

And what you see in me now

is the wearied traveller,

saturated with sweat,

yet, filled with fantasies.

Moving on.

Into the wind.

Destination unknown.

Lost and found.

Still searching!