another day lived through
and I feel it in my bones
all that hunger and thirst
all that wanting for pure
warmth of food that washes down my throat
quenching of thirst born out of cold
that little pebble strewn in the path
and that tiny diamond shining through the night
another day lived through and through
is it the evening that calls out aloud
or that old shaggy expression on my mind
do I conquer my own shallow depths
or do I climb the ghosts of sand dunes
as I set my foot to traverse through this maze
as I scribble one more innocent page
I visit a falsehood
a notion of arrival
and my eyes set themselves
on that blankness infinite…..
