Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Golden sunlight filters through the tree branches
My mind focuses on days long ago
Is this a wise journey? These shadows
Hiding little nuances of forgotten wrongs

The answer should lie in these dreams
These images that keep surfacing
But the simple truth escapes me,
Doubt lingers in the corners

The sun has set, the moon perched high above
I think the reflection in the water
Reminds me of someone, anyone
It is only my face, and my memories

The path beside me leads home, where I belong
I tried to take another but lost my way
I'm home now,  and safe from the unknown
I'm home with my heart, amended

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