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

  
  

  ©2012~SophieD