A Walk With Time

a walk with time, so long to be
alone, but moon there just for me
the lunar tones they paint my skin
but like the rest can’t enter in
no favours drop to guide the way
no memories that might yearn to stay
the glassy look reflects the road
and air like anaesthetic ‘stowed
the tune, soft music, restful soul
plays so slowly, knows my role
the steps, while countless, take me near
misty horizon begins to clear
of life and love, and sun and stars
one who waits there knows they’re ours

©2005 Hey Hey

a poem with memorable tunes
supani

harmonies to you, dear friend.