When I Cannot Move

 

I might have plans

A desire arises

Yet

Time goes by

Within the gallows

Of

Nature’s purpose

What belies our passion

Creates a driven wish

All

Consumed by memory

We recognize fear

It relies on our senses

The

Activity we depend

Upon completing always

Waits for our hand

Truths,

Will haunt our minds

As we crawl slowly

Towards a new world

Our

Heart feels heavy

Knowing time travels as

Lives,

Continue moving forward

Without fanfare

I

Negotiate another waking day