Thursday, 20 January 2011

The moonlight

The moonlight is casting shadows,
Long and dark, they stretch across the cobbles
scraping at my legs as I run along.
They grasp at my heels as I kick up the grit,
and lean out infront of me like obstacles on a shooting range.

No matter how fast I run
or how much I focus on those patches of light,
those shadows catch up with me
and try to pull me back.

I fight the urge to run home
to run back to what I know, what I am.
I'm trying, so hard, to stay away from it all
to keep out of the shadows stay in the light.

But if you are in the shadows,
...for me to stumble,
to turn my head,
to look in you direction,
then wait you can.

As I will keep on running,
into the light,
until the sun rises, and your shadows vanish,
and you leave me in my meadow of joy.

If you want, follow me into the sunshine,
but don't hide in the depths,
I will not seek you out,
I will turn my head and keep on walking,
no matter how much it hurts.

Come into the sunshine.

Together we can dance.

we can talk...

...we can be.

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