wondering wanderings

Aimlessly wondering

Through the world I play living in

A stranger in my own skin

Unsure if I’m here or back again

Projecting some confidence

Holding a good defense

Afraid of the consequence

But plunging in none the less

And walking among the trees

The colors, the changing leaves

The people I seldom see

Whose eyes follow after me

The dust that now dulls my boots

The luster I had to lose

The path that I had to choose

The flotsam that’s hanging loose

So I sit here quietly

Silence so thick that I can’t see

Close my eyes to the evening breeze

And turn, try to find it, me

But I am off walking now

In places far from this town

Down highways and under clouds

Where something I seek is found

So here in the silence I

Will wait as the world goes by

I’ll take it, or maybe try

To lift, hold my head up high

And maintain a steady gaze

Through distance and deeper haze

To some far and distant place

Were the rest of me finds solace

And I know I’ll find it there

Or it will find its way here

And silence won’t be a thing to bear

But will be like sustenance, breathing air.