Though skies continue an effervescent blue

the world around may change

gather strength to survive a lesson

one time

each moment drawn together

while life’s reason beckons

a lonely heart wants to be there.

Take me to that place

where I no longer have to

answer

to confusion,

my trepidation

beside your insidious

expectations.

Instead I will leave,

cross the tracks

inside a dream only to allow

a moment might its mystique

evolve,

move me forward with purpose.

I would leave behind the shallow

nature of discipline

restore again a benevolent drive  toward

creating a manner for which we might all

arrive; leave behind the roadblocks,

those avenues of indecision.

For a moment

while glancing backward

we can again sense where we have been,

and now who we might become.

Travel forward, bid adieu

sweet departure.