A Journey Never Completed
Special days,
have special meanings.
Meanings which elude us.
And are far from the grasp -
Of the curious.
Meanings that come as a song,
And goes unnoticed.
It can take a book,
And make its pages an uncertainty,
Chaos filling all around,
Choices lying everywhere,
Like mayflowers after a rain.
Meanings with a sense of whimsy,
With spectacles that blurs,
What needs or wants,
to be around.
A searching soul dreams,
Of finding the one thing,
The day will never give;
Answers to a question,
That was never there.
Souls entangled by chance,
And souls refusing to meet.
The meanings are clear,
The day is clear,
Its just the mind,
Refusing to retire.
