StoneA Poem by The Hampstead Poet
Passing strangers, footsteps pounding on the dusty asphalt
Brushing off the now and filled with distance Looking past me, only seeing futures filled with laughter Off to the paper worlds that tie them here And I stand, caught in the crowded street awake with candles Fleeting shadows passing in the night Each burning brightly, flickering, but only for an instant I see the trails, flickering in the light Painted smiles, etched so carefully into the sidewalk Yet I look down and see nothing but dust Like snowflakes, hurled towards a darkening world but for an instant A kiss of frost among the scarlet flames So far from I horizons lie upon the silver pathways Hidden in the mind's eye far from reach Yet I see whole skies, universes intertwined for moments Hanging just beyond man's gentle touch Eyes stray past me, as one sees a rock as unimportant But, stray observer, linger just for now For while your life doth fade away in less than my stone heartbeat I hold steady upon this turning earth Constant as the tide, essential as the air The earth will turn beyond the human race
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Added on May 10, 2015 Last Updated on May 10, 2015 |