Turning point.
when you came I took a turn
I found the road straight ahead
to be leading nowhere
yet I was treading softly steadily
till it took me where I belonged
the final abode
a peaceful resting place
for souls that keep searching
for time not sketched markedly
for time when measured can not
cope with any soul’s pug marks
time that stopped at my disposal
time that called out to me to linger a bit longer
time that set my eyes on your footprints
I regained more than I had lost
I took that turn I looked ahead
and here I am trying to keep pace with your gait…
