it was in that moment <br /> <br />that felt like a wind <br />whirled... <br />had taken the short path <br />against my grain <br /> <br />Another chapter? <br />I presumed. <br />With the feel of fall <br />a few falling leaves <br />and a cluster of swallows <br />dancing across <br /> the blue and white <br />I was the unfinished sentence <br /> <br />how intrinsically bound <br />we are to time and its <br />deep pockets of change <br /> <br />I now know <br />how light life becomes <br />and <br />how heavy, memories are <br /> <br />finding myself bearing tears <br />for that, which I am not sure. <br />noting for evidence they make way <br />even in the apex of a smile<br /><br />Cee Bea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/apex-3/
