A Journey

Come, let me take your hand and lead you for we shall journey together through the night and on our way we shall witness shattered dreams be brave for we shall see such grief and together- witness their cruel destruction. Yet, also we may see smiles as they slumber dreams of love and hope- we shall not linger there for love is nothing but an illusion, a trick- and all too soon leaves as migrating birds in autumn who leave the harshness of a land barren and bare. We shall hear waves as they crush on a stony shore see the moon as it illuminates the ocean- a poor reflection of their silly dreams destined to die let us hear the bedside clocks in their endless ticking time cannot heal their infected wounds. And, this is how we shall leave them as the sun rises alone in their sorrow and despair our journey at its end as we return to rest once more.