Endless walking,
‘neath the shadow of velvet green
Midst the shying sun
In someplace less known, of myriad prevalence
Like deftones of hounding chirps
A subtle whisper in the air
Marks its many memoirs
Many of significant recall
And one of profound reminiscence
This is all comfortingly vague,
Plaguing me with its demure pursue
Lending rhyme and reason
Thoughts galore...
Again! Reminiscence rings heavily
Yet, memories prevail
Lagging behind like hollow dreams
From belief, that perhaps was taken from many such walks
Stored within, like coffee bean in a jar
The delightful aroma of it
Second only to the soft flavor of soaked sand, one of sumptuous
rendering
It’s unison with the sky’s freshness, lies virginal
In my palm secure
I hold a flavor untouched
A possession
One of my own
Crisp and naive
That belittled souvenir of time,
I dare say again, but is truly mine.
Wisps of bellowing wonder
Reckoning awe
Simply,
Of the nativity that time conspires.
I often fail to understand
If it’s all very unintentional
For like everything else
Nature, our cause, our mother, must sure have had reason
Reason for a rhyme,
Every rhyme a reason,
Intentions of perfection and imperfection alike
Yet modestly amazing us
Within every trickle of human mind
Rummaging within confines, bridging boundaries
To unleash something it meant to unveil
A gift,
A marvel,
Something surreal
While I walk I feel my thoughts quiver
To all this constant scrutiny
Many times dwelling upon the uncertainty the nature guards
itself with
Behind all silken breeze, earthly musk, and warming shade
The daft science of existence prevails
Stark daylight falls in the arms of welcome dark, descending
upon the naive moon and the feisty starlight drapery
It’s a sight to behold
The expanse of never-ending demise
Could it be what I think it is?
That could be eternity.
One that is forever bearing.
But from here where my eyes can reach, where my mind can believe
and my heart desires
This is perhaps, just another symphony
One that I’m yet to hear,
While I’m still accompanied by this familiar,
Endless walking
Far from where I left ,my mark.
