Poem: Comparisons (3/12/1997)

[k_crow]

Comparisons
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I look towards the future,
I long for the past.
Between light and then darkness I flutter.
Am I losing the only magic I have ever known,
or am I moving towards a kind not yet discovered?
Mundanity surrounds me and I weep.
Yet feel comforted by known pattern and rhythm.
Am I losing my mind?
Or learning to reach for the stars with my feet firmly grounded.
A song comes on the radio, or simply plays through my mind.
And I remember.
Eyes staring into my own, alike as two peas in a pod
But I gaze into different eyes now.
A soul whose torments were also my own.
Now a new soul reaches for healing.
Understanding unspoken.
It simply was, like time and death and the weather.
Now I fight to understand and despair of being understood.
"Is this what I want?" I ask myself.
"Going back is impossible," is my only reply.
The path is not finished, the road still demands walking.
'Til i reach my destination, or at least find peace in travelling.
I'll always remember a wayside station,
Where *now* was all that mattered,
and forever was a day.