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Subject: Ascending Towards the Sun

Author:
andy

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Date Posted: 22:41:56 01/14/08 Mon

Ascending Towards the Sun

I watched your graveyard eyes drop salt tears onto gabardine
out the window of the bus my eyes fixed above the hedges
to the houses you and I thought we could never own
like some far-fetched fantasy they teased us behind gates
we were only one dream away from a wealthy life
though we never stopped to clarify the riches we owned for free
the way your chestnut hair blew in October winds
when you rushed to greet me across the ridge of railroad tracks
your ripped jeans painted on long limbs that owned my world
your smile enough to light my way through the fog of youth
where everything seemed so much larger than it was

I was as loud as New York with the energy of the sun
spilling out of me too fast to define or conquer
I collided with myself caught in the corners of my own traps
but, you were there to set me free with the brush of your lips
with the sweet whisper and the song of your voice in my ears
there was never anyone else who could ever move me
not a soul who could make my heart beat loud enough
for me to hear it above the unwanted noise of my own mind
I still see you standing in the summer rain below dark clouds
reminding me that fear alone decides the fate of men
you filled my palette with the wisdom of great love
though, I did not paint its picture until long after you were gone

On a cloudy morn' the ocean spoke to me in sweet rythumns
before the sun rose I saw you running barefoot in the sand
this is how I process things by stepping outside of myself
a man can be so easily trapped when he digs too deep inside
there comes a time to let it go, to free oneself from oneself
to wait on the eternal sun to break the clouds and bare reflections
so I dream of you and I, beyond the reality of the lives we chose
knowing that a dream provides another chance somewhere
down the road so long as our hearts survive
the clouds begin to shift as you ascend towards the morning sun
I hear my Mother's voice sweet and so refined
singing, "We'll travel along singing our song side by side"
I stop and smile snap a picture and realize I have grown
in ways that I will never feel the need to defend or define.

ajs

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