I should have hugged you,
Given the chance...
Should have hugged you,
As the wind cut our path,
Our eyes did dance.
There among the scattered
stones of time...
Without reason;
Something ever present other
than this season.
Electrical;The wind around us.
Following us in its magnitude.
Drawing us...
Closer;Regardless of distance.
Willingly committing ourselves
To the admittance...
Of what we were;
What we are in this instance.
The wind cutting again at our
path...
Staining the indelible moment,
Into our minds...
We know what we were;
We know what we are.
The air echoing cries of what we
can or cannot be.
Yet,still,dazed...But not phased.
On and on life replays the scene
That captivates the amazed at the
Simple but perfect experience.
The wind and the dance lilting,
Gleefully forward...
Thankful given the chance...
To invite the breeze to guide me,
Down,yet another,
Path.
G.M.Key[copyright 2003]
~Not because I have regrets but because life and fate provides all of us with choices...~