Reflections

Once again... a repeating sentence is remembered Still echoing within words, an apple offered in outstretched hand A slow ascension, nurtured with patience to anon A time when faith must be un-blindfolded so the truth shall be known Until a space in the future when the present must be savoured For now just happened and it shan't come again So moments past must remain dirt free and warm And when again windows align, the blinds may open A glimpse that leads to another world Unexplored and mysterious Full of brilliant stars and a sense of compassion But a glimpse is all that's been witnesses as yet The sight does show signs of a spark glowing however So time plays it's delicate part Leading followers sombrely to a defining point As beams of light are reflected true Ending travels begun in a fading millennia Under a radiant moon That shone its hope upon lucky onlookers.......,alas Occasionally travellers my stumble, trip to conclusions A false image of a painted picture Trapped within a mirror maze where nothing is what it seems While under the surface, Miss-understanding is to blame Ill-read actions with confusing conversations Overheard by an ear which deceives Masking what lies under what is said A quiet whisper attached to a phrase That contains what remains unspoken That one day will dizzily arrive through the mist And place the past into focus With the future becoming a substance worth waiting for Written November 13th, 2001 © on Nov 13 2001 09:12 AM PST   18 • 0 • 12