A Place For My Shadow
Rising before the sun
Waking to a shadowed world
A world where my shadow hasn't yet cast
Where will I find my place. Where will my shadow fit. Bumps and bruises along the way
Lessons learned.
Windless
Floating in a pond with no wind
Swaying towards a sea that doesn't exist
Wishing that time would move forward
Knowing that it isn't there
"There" doesn't contain a tide- doesn't contain a way...
Tiptoe
Tiptoe tiptoe
All around the room
Tiptoe tiptoe
Swiftly as a broom
Wonder where you're going. Why so quiet now. Will you make it there in time. I think you will...somehow.
Trust No One.
I have recently had to learn to trust no one again.