Contemplation

Cool breeze on a winter’s day, where’d she go?   Time is a friend, foe, something in between Life, strange as it is, moves faster than slow  Stuck in a rut, ten feet deep, so routine. 

How do I break free, make my life anew? 

Find the strength, break the binds that restrain me

The answer’s there, yet blind by my mind’s coup.

Reaching dark depths, a futile inquiry 

Troubles, like my shadow remains constant

Running now brings companionship of one

Ache as both the Plaintiff and Respondent

Heretofore,  wallow’s a future of none

Today starts a new and leaves past behind

Free from the former, darkness I unbind.