Endless Echoes

Once

where chance dared not go
while passion starved eyes
drank from chalices of make believe…

When

from tree-house perches
where purity of peanut butter and jelly whispers
teased innocent fantasies
and fed penthouse imaginings…

While

expected bedrock truth
eroded with fortune's reversal,
pup tents and comic books,
fish lines and swimming holes,
fluttered through moonless dreams,
speaking humorous one-liners sadly…

In transition

I did shed the husks
from premature harvests
stood naked before shadows dim
as yesterday's wick of light dims out
with sputter-choked flame,
desperately seeking new beginnings.

Now

the tether waning,
time makes ready
the eyes and ears
for distances of another kind.

Tomorrow

Preparing to see and hear
beyond the edge,
where future vibrations
caress wisdom's journey
and perhaps defy another
shimmering chapter,
there will be…

Endless Echoes reaching further.