While Waiting Nearby

I watched my life fly across the sky,

every moment, each memory, I might sigh,

all the simple treasures just swept by,

while waiting I was so close, just nearby.

A vision of truth would tease me incessant

suggesting a code of alignment, some cry

for justice, I could brief in that moment deny

my shackled heart, my stone expression, my

wanted to re-live this fantasy speaks of why.