Nothingness ..


The last 60 seconds
What do you ascribe?

The memories
and reveries
or the
missing vision
soon to be blurred from
the pretty eyes?

The delegation
is on the way,
the wait is momentary
the journey is
all through the way
and
it comes now
to you
an as it
does to many
along the way

The channels
of light
are bleak
and the
cages
are seemingly
clasping the breath,
your domain

No more movement
Silence is what
of this
fracas,
now remain

You still
have
all my years,
The captive,
secret of the
tears

With my eyes
stitched
I let you guide
my days
and light
my ways
till the end
meets dawn

You precede
egging me on ..

Newer ways
enter
my grace
I remain
hindered
for
the absent place

I'm feeling up inside
its time, I open
up wide
and see through ...

The blink
and miss
blur
is all
I have to undo ..