Wayside of a LifeTime

Wayside of a LifeTime

I find myself pausing
at the wayside of Time.
The ebb and flow
carrying us ever onward
towards our final
resting place.

The bright Sunlight
reflects off the cerulean stream
casting glitter into space,
memories of past
and present.

Back then, we ran
through pastures of gold
and across the stars
bound only to the
Dreams we shared.

As the glitter fades,
I spy the Sun peeking
below the horizon
and remember the
journey ahead.

Night and Day balance
out the hours of time
and a calm creek
often meets a
rocky bend.

Sometimes it rains tears
from the heavens above
and lighting may
strike very near
to your Heart.

But it can also light
the path before you
and the morning dew
brings with it the
sweet fragrance of Life.

The Moon may hang
around in the dark
but its light is that
of the Sun, coming about
for the Dawn.

Light returns to pierce
the clouds of night
and we can once again
gaze upon the Memories
of yesteryear.

The wayside is brief and fleeting
for the river is ever flowing.
To stop now would
be to end the Journey
before it's barely begun.

Casting off, I leave to thee
though we travel down different streams
all rivers reach towards the Sea
where all those who've braved the tide
have joined together
under that cerulean Sky.


-Arcemise