To say a sign tells all
Would say it means one thing.
Open for interpretation
It could tell a story,
The hands that went to work,
Design and building,
Hand in hand,
To create a piece.
In the eye of the beholder
Art in the scheme of things,
In real life or fantasy,
Not everything is as it seems.
A sight could be reflection
Mirror among all things
A glance into the soul
Vision of what may be.
Life in a moment
Yet passes in a flash
Spans for what's forever
The stop may come to pass.
Words upon words
May give different meanings
For all who take a glance
To those who read the sign.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Read the sign
Friday, February 14, 2014
Time Stands Still
Stop this moment for a minute
Don't run away
Let's gaze into each others eyes
With no words left to say
Everything is spoken
But not a lip has quivered
Time has all but moved
The silence makes us shiver
In a portal, a vortex
A space we call our own
Everyone goes rushing passed
Left in a spot unknown
What will happen when this breaks
Will our hearts still hold in place
Or will we both just move along
Who knows what will be the case
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