Illumine

Why don't you ever seek me out
when you are moving along the night streets
along the paths of here I am?

I like walking in darkness
alone with someone who is alone
eyes to the sky
silent
hoping to avoid the sleeping masses
that lay huddled
in rags and dirty discarded soiled sleeping bags
on the cement sidewalks they call home

I look to the trees
whose branches take on another form
waving in the slight cool wind
that blows in from the restless ocean
Murmers of life from another place
some other time

I know you have quietly passed by
wanting
hesitating
thinking inwardly of a question
to which you fear any reply.

For that could lead to the path of who knows where
that might end at perhaps forever

©2009~SophieD