stones on the beach

22.01.11

I won’t be waiting.

The same moon that shone in ancient times

when Socrates was young;

that shone on us when we walked across the park

that saw what we felt;

That same moon that shone, resting its gown on the sea water when I sat on the beach looking at the open world

in front of me;

the same moon will shine.

but our unity has ended.

and a new love begins.

Time is a brick wall

You can’t push or pull

You can’t make what we had any bigger than it was

nor any smaller.

I wont be waiting

But I am glad for what we had.

And it won’t go away.

It won’t evolve or dissolve.

But the rest of me will.

The past is carved in stone

but in life we are alive

Reality now is more than some shapes in stone.

Stones on the beach, the sun strikes you

the sea’s water washes over you

But the people come and go