Monday, March 17, 1997

surrounded by darkness

can’t seem to settle into the spot
created for myself
always seem to be writing when the sun is setting
always seem to miss it as it shines forth it’s last ray
everyday saying “I will see that last spec tonight!”
for one reason or another
always seem to forget and miss it
never realizing until I am surrounded by darkness.

I alone am inert, showing no sign of desires, like an infant that has not yet smiled. I alone seem to have lost all. Mine indeed is the mind of an ignorant man, I alone seem to be in the dark.
-Tao Te Ching

again missing the bright spot
the last rays of daylight
already gone surrounded by dark
clouds covering the moon and stars
I am alone…

No comments: