The trail, part one

Stairway

to the top of things,

and to the bottom

Bent by winter wind

frozen and nowhere to go

- friends all around

Walk the winter road

of year and life

Letters on wood

you and me forever

when you are gone

The wait

"It's only a matter of time now", he said.

Isn't it always?

The time

You long for what is lost.

The only solace is to let time lose it again.

The lost

Wanting to be a part of it all.

The light lit the way in the dark of night.
Then came dawn and I was on my own.

The t's

Take the time to travel
Take the time to travel through thoughts

The south

Waiting. Rusting. Alone.
Will someone take me to a place where I belong?

Connect the dots of life and know where life will take you.

He desperately tried to turn and leave, but as always he got nowhere.
"Next time", he thought. As always.

The stories

"Touch me", she said. "Touch me and I will stay."

But all she left was the fading imprint on my blackened soul.

"Check it out!"

The crack was there for all to see, threatening to break it all.

Now there was nothing to do but to wait.

"Lightspeed, Mr Einstein!"
"Impossible."