Sunday, February 19, 2006

day comes

sun rising
the fog in my head

eerie dreams growing more transparent
now they are gone
never to return

slowly at first
then in a rush
life's endless expectations
nuances of color

pushing aside the cocoon
making my way
searching for something

preparations made
I am fit for the world
clothed, fed

yet still naked and hungry
deep in my mind

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

oooh, I like this one!