One day I got stuck here.
And now I’m hanging around.
My brothers are the same.
They are like me, sticking around.
Adrift and abandoned, lost somewhere.
The sea can get wild and lure you away.
What’s left is a shell, a thing that gives up.
Where are you now at this very end?
For the time of day, the shadows are still long.
They slowly move with every passing day.
The lines play a rhythm when we move along.
I dance my way till the shadows are gone.
Staring in the distance, so I can close my eyes.
Waiting for a nowhere to go today.
I want to move but I stand still here.
Maybe later something will, so I can go.
The weather is sometimes against you
The snow comes in straight or the rain just falls down.
Its nature telling you to stay home.
To enjoy the weather outside from the inside.
A million years of gradual change.
Formed by the waters a pressure that shaped.
The weights that we feel now, standing up straight.
Are not like the water it’s the baggage we made.
The walls in your life are always there.
They often catch you at wanted times.
When the glow of a dream shines on you.
A darkened reflection is what you beget.