Musings of a Lonesome Dreamer

I can show you morning on a thousand hills...

Friday, August 25, 2006

Captive heart

Sitting alone in my room
I am a voluntary prisoner
bound in chains of timeless rules
and muffled by traditional ways

So I wait in silence.

Leaning against the window
I rest my head against the cool pane
and look longingly out into a forbidden world
blinking against the dancing rays of the sun
which pass through the fragile shield of the glass
warming my thirsty skin
tenderly kissing it into a golden glow
licking my bitter tears of frustration

Mystery and excitement elude me
as I sink deeper within the pool of my imagination
and create a make-believe world
in which I make all the rules
No pain
No Betrayal
No Regrets

I painstakingly gather the threads of my life
and spin a protective cocoon around my self
shielding my heart as I wait in silence

Then suddenly
almost unexpectedly
dark fat clouds loom against the horizon
threatening rain

Tear-shaped rain drops
teasingly slide down the glass
caressing my face with icy hands
as they close me off from the world
by a thin yet impermeable film

The noise deafens the screaming deep within my aching soul
and silence the thundering beating of my wild heart
as I rage in silence

But for a second through my misty eyes
brilliant colours of violet and crimson
swim across my vision
and I know tomorrow would come

So I wait in silence.

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