Thursday, September 21, 2006
i reminisce with a ramble on a starlit night.
along the sand. my silent reverie plays out.
a wisp of air embraces.
and i turn to the sea.
i lift my foot. one at a time.
carefully. sifting off sand from my sole.
memory seeping.
with every grain swept off.
eventually all that's left.
are my footprints. embedded in the sand.
i move unabated. without aim or direction.
only to realise.
that i was walking alone.
the sea beside was comforting. it soothed.
and yet. somehow.
the memories did not ebb.
if only i could flow to wherever the waters bring me.
if only it could bring me to where i wanted to be.
if only.
i listened intently.
but it was only the splash of the waves that resonated.
i looked intently.
but it was only the sway of the trees.
if only memories could be forgotten on its own.
then perhaps.
there wouldn't be blue.
someday i will find my boat.
and leave this behind.
should i ever need to.
i could always come back to this place.
to remember. a time once bittersweet.
Bran ; 12:33 AM
