Glossed�echoes of shattered dreams and broken hope
footsteps
of unwanted intervention intensity of strangers in
private affairs �and a dance with no music
�both
partners leading
once lovers exchanging vows in
the presence of family and friends
�laughter and
love now alone�in the witness of stranger
�a last
dance
�not of triumph or tribute�but haunting
hurt and pain�shadows of spite, infidelity and
disappointment fill the hall
�strangers
determining destiny or�finalizing an inevitable
conclusion
one just now facing the pain
one struggling to press on
�neither in the
same time
both occupy the same
space�time and
space are strange companion
finding themselves in
the company one of another but never quite able to
hear the melody�and a song plays the ancient of days
still sings a song of deliverence
faint and
subtle but soothing
inviting all who wonder to
sing
some never listen
�some can only hear and
still yet some whisper a familiar tune long forgotten
four doors
�four choices
four directions
�
each one to its own
into the sunlight of the
day
into the next moment
cool breeze warm
sunshine�
the sound of my own footsteps
the
repetition of assurance.�
assurance of my ability
to sing.
bright clear brilliant familiar songs
sing on oh sing on.
