What you see

There is little you can do
when you do little
Waves cannot be made
if you are afraid to create a small ripple

The paths of snow lead nowhere in particular
the snowflakes all similar
on roads not so peculiar
in a life all too familiar

The tree bark is brown
the leaves usually green
there is not a lot to be seen
if what you see if not a part of your dreams

To forget the landscape
to escape the minutes
head down in silence
but unwilling to finish

To rise and desire
with hands and feet
or to read and write
to fail and repeat

To inch forward in small steps
crawling ahead in heavy breath
what is left at the end of the day
is unbreakable to the world’s many ways

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s