Effortless tears
drizzled over a pale complexion.
A surprising taste
of salt
Caused by startling
emotions.
A wave of
realization
Toppled sturdy
pillars to the sand.
A wish thrown to the
stars,
Only in parallel
planets becoming reality.
They pulled so hard
on the rope--
Desiring to capture
the attached dream and bring it to earth.
Countless frenzied
whispers of yearned for truths
Echoed in valleys
between impregnable mountains.
The hopeful yearned
to climb one--
To sit at the peak
and stay forever,
To perch and be an
actual existence.
If only I knew that
though--
That through
crevices, gorges, and dark caves
This dream would
wander.
I would wait,
No matter the time.
I would do whatever.
No landmark too
daunting,
No universe too far
away,
No rope too long.
But I don't know
that.
And I never will.
That's why I cry.
For lack of knowing,
For the many
realistic mountains dreams must conquer,
For the potential
loss of a happy future.
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