Afraid of the View


One by one, step by step 
over and over, until its done 
the day begins, continues, 
no end in sight 
yet there is 

before that happens 
I stop, hesitate, look around 
trying to see 
obsessed with the moments 
blocking my view 

I fail to hear , a small voice 
a whisper, within my soul 
a movement somewhere 
A restless thought that yearns and yearns 
And yearns again 

for a moment 
I see them then as they once were 
I even hear their long, lost signs 
proving existence does not end 
with the passing from this world 

a single person, a single mind, 
a single thought, foundations of time 
but I cannot hold this moment long 
quite unable to control 
a single thought, that does exist 

that yearns and yearns 
and yearns again

 

Marvin Young