Gone before the dawn
On a date planned long ago
A wordless goodbye
for a timeless song
Gone before the dawn
On a date planned long ago
A wordless goodbye
for a timeless song
Do they know where they go
when they go?
do you know what is lost
when you give up?
do I know what to say
when we are alone?
does she know she’ll know
when the time has come?
does he know he’ll miss it
when it’s gone?
do we know what we have
before it leaves us behind?
does it always feels sad
when it’s over?
do we care enough
just to wait…
long enough…?
In that moment she felt something new:
A peaceful happiness,
A sweet assertiveness,
A mystical mix of forces.
Temptation was defeated,
Was gone.
Her feet moving fast,
Dancing her own song
Was she mad or no longer insane?
Was she dying or being born again?
She never knew,
never tasted life so…
Stars melting over her…
No longer fighting nor alone.
The gentle breeze touching her hair,
She was finally ready….
….to get up and start again…
Time
is not real.
Thin air slipping through
excuses
you let become
truths
Time
is a measurement,
of a thought
a possibility
you don’t let be,
a closed door.
Time
is a chance,
you may not take
a kiss,
a word,
a promise, unkept
Time
is sudden,
an idea within a box
a smile,
a look.
The train you didn’t catch, didn’t run
Time
is within you,
in your hands.
an action,
a step.
Running risks of reaching routes
to go or
to stay?
Time
is a gift,
an ignored advice
limitations.
Obstacles
I did not see
Time
you and I
wouldn’t ever have
a decision
made
on a first second
Me
making
my way
Getting
awayfrom you
Time
is you
letting me
Go
…