Sunday, 21 September 2008
These blinds
A slanted ray of golden sun
another cloudy day seems done.
Through these blinds I do not see
what lies beyond that's wild and free
I await a glimpse of sunlight bright
reflecting in your eyes, that sight
Dreams unlived and moments shared
through day and night, we've grown and lived
A life to the fullest, a dream so real
I feel the sun these blinds conceal.
To walk into your warmth once more
to smell the life and see it grow.
My soul knows not another goal.
To open the blinds and let in the light
and share it with you into the night.