Friday, May 30, 2008
As You Follow Your Dreams
A discarded shoe and its mate lie forlorn and forgotten.
The empty, neatly made bed belies the traditional chaos of your room.
You’ve left some clothes brightly brimming with yesterday’s styles
And photos with yesterday’s smiles still pegged to the wall.
Your room is expectant, holding its breath for tomorrow’s guests.
Who are these transient shadows who filter the light but fill no spaces?
Who are these empty voices whose laughter emits a wordless breath?
These visions echo your flesh and blood but hide your essence in dust-filled memories.
Oh, do not stay away too long as you follow your dreams.
Posted by Gail at 8:59 PM