08 July 2009

walk with time...

I realized....

Walking in the woods; its a foggy day.

Teetering and Tottering, I walk along.

As these branches dripping dews.

With my face wet, my thoughts wet.

My vision gloomy; my mind so gloomy.

Walking alone, with none on mind.

As I wipe my face, I wipe my thoughts.

I realized then that there,

I walk, I move not to pass time.

I walk to keep up with time.

I move so to move along with time.

I walk and I move not to pass time

I walk, I move,

to let time not to pass away from me.

I walk along in the woods not alone

I walk along with time.