Hold my hand and I'll take you down a forbidden crossroads. Extraordinary are my ways. I make no excuses. As I move forward I move into unchartered territory, and I go there alone, please won't you come with me. An alluring smile, sultry eyes, and the grace and stature of a silver swan, always searching for the silver lining. I lean in your direction to be joined with you as we are committed? What does it take to have the companion I so desired. There's something brewing in the air, yet I can't quite put my finger on it. Starving for something and that something isn't out there. Does it exist? I'm not even sure I would recognize it myself. Possibly? Ah ha! There you are, showing the "before" of so long ago, yet different. Together we might find our way, our future. The winds blow in, swirling my head around in your direction, yet I am numb, unsure, confidence lost. I still hear the whistling breeze, while it wrestles my locks and whooshes past. Then, as quickly and eloquantly as the currents seem to flow, roll in, they pass. The calm... gone again. Is there a choice? No! Which way do I turn, what direction do I choose. I lean forward again, yet motion is unwilling. This is only one breif storm amongst many from the past and more to come. Of that I am sure! What else will the future hold for us. I'll hold my head high as the high pressure builds then breifly releases, over and over again. I'll challenge my limits, and prove my worthiness, if not to you, to myself. Please, share the wind's suggestions and listen to their call and mine. Let us continue together towards a peaceful journey. I will face it, as we all do, won't you?
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