Looking back a day.
Sat down besides me
resting on a boulder,
a shadow stretched out
and brushed my shoulder.
Asking me again,
"Where I had been?
Where had I gotten off too?"
Responded openly, honestly,
"I had been hiding from you."
The coldness in the eye's
held a slight glint, and a stare.
The words uttered next
prickled my hair.
"To easy is it to sit and watch,
much harder to reflect what you see."
Now look back on your past events,
for very few can enjoy any of these.
"Guidance is the best answer.
While love can be only a lure.
You think this is what makes you, you!
Just reflect on it a bit to be sure.
"Walk yourself along that fine line,
keep trying to make it all great;
before your eye's open too slowly
you'll recognize this shadowy wraith."
The oaks again bustled in the breeze.
That shadow remained in my minds eye.
And now I'm searching for a way out
of what I"v just come, to realize.
Letting those shadows in to dance;
you can look but, pay them no mind.
Their words are mere echo's.
And sometimes echo's,
can be unkind.
A.o.R.
