Time

Rose petals on a bed of dew Teardrops down a satin cheek Fingertips caressing a lonely frame - A window to another time. Emptiness slowly dissipating Fulfillment quickly recreating - Souls join in ecstatic laughter Sharing, daring to be true to what lies hidden beneath a lid of suppression and yearning. Catching sight of what used to be Holding on to what is now - praying for that still to come. Time passes, plays, punishes... Rain scratching a glass pane Dandelions blowing in a breeze Feet walking shoeless along a cobbled path - An avenue to another world. Joy seeps through Melancholy, Deja vu Spirits carousing Moving in rhythmic poetry - waltzing to times of past regrets and future triumphs. Running across fields of thorn Tearing apart what was - building up what can be, holding on to what is. Time cleanses, castigates, creates... Lilies on a fresh grave Eyes searching the far horizons Hands gripping a suitcase - a passport to another life. Copyright Deon J.H. Burger 2014