sands of time

The sands of time slip through my fingers

As I whirl in the shadows of my far away world;

Sands cushion my toes

As I dance along the shores

Of long forgotten memories.

Is it wrong to envy a butterfly?

Or to want to jump in the middle of a tumbleweed?

Weightless, Tossed about in the wind

Fragile, and piece by piece fade to nothingness

I wait for the next wind to blow along a seed I can ride on.

I hear you now, "That´s not YOÜ!"

Ah, but it is.

Why can´t I keep floating along like a bird with no history

Instead of dragging this anchor and chain around my neck

Of other people´s crimes?

I´m older now and so battle-weary

More poet than rebel

Writer than fighter

i don't want to put down roots, I want to explore some more

Stop collecting, and shred a few hundred pounds

Life is for living, not re-living

Once is enough for me

Light as a feather

I dream of floating forever

Until the day comes, when my soul will float - completely free.