(April 2021)
I find that I cry
Mainly with one eye..
The right one.
“More eager, perhaps?”,
My judgemental mind snaps.
Why not “more honest and brave,
Free of purpose, just like a wave?”
The left one always takes
Heaps of time till it breaks.
It’s hard to let go.
Lined up like soldiers in a row
Across lush shadows on the road
Houses are bathed in pure white gold.
I can clearly see that
As I sit here with my eyes shut.
A man walks determined and fast
Breaking the silence. He too has passed.
Two cars drive-by, in touch with the ground
Sending in the air ripples of sound.
As each goes by, it makes more and more sense
To sit quietly still, like birds on a fence.
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