Friday, January 2, 2009

Ignorance


Behold all the troubles I create for myself
I sweep anxiety around the floor
Without ever disposing of its dust
I cry lakes full of tears
And never swim in the waters
I knock on the door of love
And refuse to step inside
I read of your Life, even press my finger to a well-crafted word
And leave the text behind when your book is closed
My heart is beating like a cheap drum
My life is two-dimensionally inclined
Because I fail to recognize the vastness of your ocean
And the fact that I’m standing in it

Color


You were a million shades of grey
I was seeking black to suit my mood
Or white to lighten my load
Today you are gold, the radiance of light poured over clouded vision
I am blinded and smiling
Because you are all I needed to see