as i stand on the shores of a new road
i grapple...i sweat..i cry
dreams sigh, and pass by
memories linger to welcome...another day gone stale
and pass by
and i wait for the shadow to crawl
on and on and on.
The shadow stinks
i recite songs from my memory
Songs--fragments of desires, of love, of lust gone stale.
what songs do i croon?
wha..oh..what tune was it?
i grapple with anguish. the shadow grows big
senses go numb,
and i hear voices in the wind.
Voices of long lost friends,
Voices of days that will no longer end.
I stand on the shores of a new road...a silky road,
The dark sun glowers brighter still.
forgotten voices wave their arms in the wind--beckoning, calling
come, Sarah come...life ends not with your body.
I step across the twilight zone,
the moon sends sparkles across my feet.
And I turn, one last time
bright life is still running its course
once-kins running away from shadows
grappling with their anguishes-- sweating, crying.
i join my friends , waving arms in the wind.
joining voices in the Eternal Song...
Shadows scare me no more.
i myself am, a shadow in the wind
a shadow on the wall.
in the City of Sleep.