Asleep at the wheel
couch cradles the life of the two
porch hounds inspire rest.
Yesterday now gone
yet the couch remains the same
days spent in comfort.
Asleep at the wheel
couch cradles the life of the two
porch hounds inspire rest.
Yesterday now gone
yet the couch remains the same
days spent in comfort.
Like a box having sat in its space
dust gathers round it as days pass,
flickering motes in the noon day light-
removal shows the shape
of what is now
no longer in that sacred place.
There is emptiness there now.
If we didn’t know about the box,
would we upon finding the blankness,
wonder what it was that had been there?
Beautiful images fill our minds
creating experience as if being there live,
we know it exists for we see
the colors and flicker of imaginary light,
the waves before our eyes we hold
in our memory store,
kept on shelves where dust settles
we remove them when we remember
or need to touch the magic once more,
to feel the something there
that is no longer.
Alphabetized in each day we find
an empty space….
and optimistically we hope
though knowing the dust in time
will scatter on the winds that come,
but the memory still remains
of a face
and words told across miles
living through the eyes with which we see,
creating our own ideas and images-
though we no longer physically gaze upon it,
the presence is still felt
through hints of greens and purples,
like watercolors dotted with flickering stars
that still shine on when we close our eyes
and picture the soul
depleted of breath
we shake out the bones
waiting for the sign
in the clean empty place surrounded by the dust,
we hold tight to the emotion felt
and give a quiet nod
to the emptiness that remains.
Upon opening my daily reads today and feeling the void of a Gravatar that stands second in line alphabetically….sigh…..I think of the aurora borealis and although I have never seen it in real life, I know it’s still out there and that someday I will partake in the sight of its beauty, in the meantime, knowing with a touch, I can bring it magically to life, for I know where to find it…..patience grasshopper….patience I tell myself.