an alter world we seek,
Leaving this universe and entering yet another.
I’m out of time, with none to spare,
I run and run with no aim in sight,
The race goes on with no face to meet,
I seek a familiar but none I see.
Walking through the mist feeling my way about,
Shadows flit past and surround me in the dark,
I try to grab hold but they just slip away,
Leaving just my faithful one standing by my side.
Little glimpses I see of times gone by,
And of maybe some yet to come,
Reminding me of what could have been,
and what did not, had I just taken another path.
I see the fall and run to catch,
As I hadn’t before, wanting to sit and pore,
What did I know, that a shadow at the corner of my eye,
Could be so much more.
Knowing how it ends but still I try,
Each step I take frozen in time,
Wish for a time-turner so I can move ahead,
But form shoots down, while I stay still.
Suddenly my feet spring out taking a life of their own,
Bridging the gap, but not breaking the fall,
My hands head out the last inch,
And just as my fists close, a new brightness takes over.
I’m left grasping at thin air, as I was before,
Hoping for something so much more,
But alas it‘s just a dream,
The mist of my past come to haunt yet again.
P.S. From the ‘Gurukul‘ archives of 2011.