Echoes
10-18-2006, 07:29 PM
sitting here between
the third last thought
and now,
which is now past
again…
floating relaxation,
empty mind.
Superstitiously
word silent, mind filled
with a wish,
a hope quivering,
unsure of whether to stay,
flee,
or just flutter around.
Twice now made,
then again
as i light the candles,
and blend, faltering
with dancing darkness,
a shadow fuses to light
and curls again.
the third last thought
and now,
which is now past
again…
floating relaxation,
empty mind.
Superstitiously
word silent, mind filled
with a wish,
a hope quivering,
unsure of whether to stay,
flee,
or just flutter around.
Twice now made,
then again
as i light the candles,
and blend, faltering
with dancing darkness,
a shadow fuses to light
and curls again.