Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Where to?

So how far do we go?
As tall as the trees,
As high as the mountains?
Maybe a little further.
Then we could freeze.

So how far do we go?
As wide as the ocean,
As vast as the heavens?
Maybe like the star
That’s never in motion.

Maybe we’ll get farther.
Like an aim in the clouds
In the freezing winter.

Maybe when there’s more time
Maybe when your eyes meet mine
Maybe when the leaves turn gray
Maybe you’d wish I’d stay.

Maybe when I could touch the sky
Then I wouldn’t have to sigh
Maybe when you could read my mind
I guess you wouldn’t be so kind.

Or maybe you’d love me back.

But perhaps not.

Closed Road

My life as a road:
My love like the cars
That cross the street -
Stop then go.

My eyes don’t blink.
From green to red -
Pause and look.

Fire trees shed flowers
Like autumn in spring.
Like July in October.

And there you go again.

Found by the sweet breeze
A soft whisper in chaos.

My eyes won’t blink.
We meet halfway -
Pretend it’s nothing.

My life as a week:
I happen to pass by you
Twice in a lifetime.

Pretend it’s nothing.