the sun comes up in the east
promising a good day ahead;
the rays shining through the mists
lighting upon paths to tread.

and yet that mocking uncertainty
that mercilessly plagued the mind
wouldn’t let go unwillingly
and let some things be left behind.

how does one pick up the threads
from where one once grinded to a halt?
will it be possible to move on
when one’s heart is set on going back?

there were moments not forgotten
yet there were cuts too deep to heal.
laughter, exhilaration, hope existed
yet the desperation was also real.

the paths are ominous but beckoning,
dangers lay abound cloaked by subtleties.
life has halted yet now it’s continuing,
once again rearing to show its anomalies…

more is promised in the days to come
before those eyes much clouded with doubt.
yet the board has been set, pieces waiting,
time has come for one to set those moving.

6:59 PM 5/12/2005
-out of boredom, insanity and the confusion and uncentainties that come with having to decide between bumming around or earning my keep.