I walk along the shores of time...
look back at the waves and smile
one tide at a time...
this too shall pass

in memory of
the last thought that skims past the eyes...
eyes fluttering
light to dark... dark to light...

with every flutter the mind hops
between bliss and longing
between interpretation and truth
between dreams and reality
between sleeping and staying awake..

the night comes by, yet again
the lights go off, yet again
and there with open arms sleep awaits...