Several Verses: Disjointed Musings on The Nature of Solitude
1)
And I tried to hold onto the moment
While your voice still lingered in the air
Carressing softly my cheek
Pulling me under, under, silent
Into the warm embrace of night and rest
2)
I walk along the path
Near the pond where I once fished
That day, when the sun still shone
Upon the fields
To grow the grass much taller than before
3)
The branches reach high into the blue void
Beyond the world of consequence and meaning.
Somewhere over the horizon
An wise man sits and wonders, same as yesterday, before.
4)
Seven ducks sit and watch
The passers by break bread
In that uninterested manner
...That ducks have.
5)
Someone left the window open
"You'll let out all the air"
Thought the space captain
Aloud to himself
6)
Just beyond the water gardens
Where the student stops to contemplate his life
The wind blows softly through the trees and grass
Whispers as it always has...
The birds take flight at the slightest noise
Ceasing to sing their lullaby
To all the sleeping children of the world
So far away...
When do they land?
To where the songs of yesterday, before?
7)
Several drunkards stumble from the doorway
Singing several drinking songs
From fathers lands and times
Wonder where the children went
Wonder where the mind...
And I tried to hold onto the moment
While your voice still lingered in the air
Carressing softly my cheek
Pulling me under, under, silent
Into the warm embrace of night and rest
2)
I walk along the path
Near the pond where I once fished
That day, when the sun still shone
Upon the fields
To grow the grass much taller than before
3)
The branches reach high into the blue void
Beyond the world of consequence and meaning.
Somewhere over the horizon
An wise man sits and wonders, same as yesterday, before.
4)
Seven ducks sit and watch
The passers by break bread
In that uninterested manner
...That ducks have.
5)
Someone left the window open
"You'll let out all the air"
Thought the space captain
Aloud to himself
6)
Just beyond the water gardens
Where the student stops to contemplate his life
The wind blows softly through the trees and grass
Whispers as it always has...
The birds take flight at the slightest noise
Ceasing to sing their lullaby
To all the sleeping children of the world
So far away...
When do they land?
To where the songs of yesterday, before?
7)
Several drunkards stumble from the doorway
Singing several drinking songs
From fathers lands and times
Wonder where the children went
Wonder where the mind...



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