This cloud...
Hovers just above my head
Taunts me
Knows my secret
Threatens to tell my story
This light...
Emanates from my very soul
Warms me
Protects my secret
Keeps my story as its own
KJC
April 8, 2011
I found a key for you.
You said you had been looking for that key for a long time.
You told me that the key represented safety...shelter from the storm.
You said you had been looking for that key for a long time.
You told me that the key represented safety...shelter from the storm.
But you gave that key to me.
I put it on a silk cord and wore it as a necklace.
Only now after all this time I finally realize...
You do not want safety...shelter from the storm.
The storm makes you feel alive and gives you something to fight for.
The turmoil distracts you from yourself.
The key you gave me is no longer near my heart.
I hung it in an apropos place - around my rear view mirror.
I look forward and only see the past...where our friendship tried to begin and may even have ended.
One day if ever the time is right,
I might take that key and bury it in the ground.
And hope that it is found by someone who is finished living in a storm.
KJC
February 22, 2011