Friday, October 30, 2009

An Unamed Road.

Leaves of a hazy yellow, fall to the ground.
As brisk winds nip at our noses,
I ask you, "Where is it we are headed?"
And you reply only to point at the endless road ahead.
Our hands hold tight, as the warmth of your smile grasps what my eyes covet for.
You lean in to leave a signature among my lips.
The atmosphere and sight itself begin to fade.
Emptiness is now before my eyes, leading confusion.
The sky is dark, with only holes of light to guide my path.
The road ahead has now sifted into an ever long fog,
Blinding my sight on what may come next
A whisper in the wind speaks through the soft tone of your voice,
Intriguing me to not to lose motivation.
Where ever you may be, you are always there awaiting,
My presence.
I know not where,
Nor when our acquaintance will be held.
But I, nor you, shall give up and surrender the result of this long journey.
I put one foot in front of the other, walking without knowledge of the obstacles ahead.
As Trust guides me,
Optimism picks me up when I fall,
While Hope pushes me forward to find you,
I am on my way.
Do not lose grip of the persistance of Love.
For it is all we have left in this world.
Without Love, life itself is pointless.


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