nostalgia
Posted: January 8th, 2010, 3:44 pm
it's as if you have fallen asleep
to find contentment in your dreams
thinking about what to do with your unfettered existence
to find something in the past
as some lost article you have misplaced
as perspective over time changes in the least
and you become the rescuer of nostalgia
where the past seems surreal and sublime
and something as in some lost
expression of youthful desires
one begins to think
about time in a different landscape
how quickly it passes by
and how the body gets older
but the mind remains a growing meadow
until age takes upon us
the unerring realization
of a fallen dove
and we find ourselves
asleep in the waking
and waking as if before dawn
still asleep
where the dreams of travellers
become found alternatives
of time being spent
and where we travel when we sleep
drifting, counting
climbing and falling
it would seem a metaphoric silvester game
trying to guess the roles
and responsibilites and
where the self changes and metamorphizes
breaks through and opens
to find contentment in your dreams
thinking about what to do with your unfettered existence
to find something in the past
as some lost article you have misplaced
as perspective over time changes in the least
and you become the rescuer of nostalgia
where the past seems surreal and sublime
and something as in some lost
expression of youthful desires
one begins to think
about time in a different landscape
how quickly it passes by
and how the body gets older
but the mind remains a growing meadow
until age takes upon us
the unerring realization
of a fallen dove
and we find ourselves
asleep in the waking
and waking as if before dawn
still asleep
where the dreams of travellers
become found alternatives
of time being spent
and where we travel when we sleep
drifting, counting
climbing and falling
it would seem a metaphoric silvester game
trying to guess the roles
and responsibilites and
where the self changes and metamorphizes
breaks through and opens