Soothing Restless Thoughts
In an old bus, patience thinned by midnight
As my mind drifted along, feeling bleak
Wiping hours with restless air in dimmed light
Not a robin cooed through skyline's mystique
Finding unrest from a breeze in dull shade
Where time slept with eyes open, a pale flow,
A peasant beside me smiled like glittered jade
Changing my face with some kind of halo.
His ruffled hair touched my skin without words
And I felt silence soothing my complaint;
Reaching my hand to offer bread I stored;
He said, "life's a pit if that's how it's named."
That moment filled my thoughts, a quitter I was
Comfort buoyed; ridding hours from senseless flaws.
Shadow Hamilton's Three Themes Challenge
8/4/2014
Theme: Chance Meeting
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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