Whisper to Me

SHADOW FRIENDS

Where have I been?
Some places I remember vividly, some vaguely, and others not at all.
Like shadows growing deeper with the night, lurking on the edges of street lights, there's not much for me to see.
I hear voices, little murmurs, and an occasional chuckle, coming from somewhere within the crevices of solitude that surround me.

Where am I going?

Forward, I strive, for there's no turning back.
To rest for a spell would be nice, but "Father Time" gives no slack.

Must keep going, one foot in front of the other.
Darkness increases, and it's annoying.

I tell myself "Don't fall to pieces." It's Life's way of toying.
Up ahead, there's a bend in the road.
"Do not dread, the burden could become a lesser load."

I see a light, yes, it's just a thread.
But I'm alive, and that's better than dead.

I open my arms, and embrace the shadows.
For to taste the charm, one must open a window.
The darkness and I make amends, and become shadow friends.



CHANGE IS COMING

Do you ever feel like you're lost in a forest and that you may be the tree that no one hears when it falls? You try to ignore the feelings that creep their way into your veins and make their way to your heart. You don't want to believe something inside is changing. You're afraid of what may happen should you allow the change to take place. Yet you can't deny it. Change is coming. Be it the way the wind whips through the forest, touching your branches, tossing your leaves to the ground. Yes, change is coming. All you can hope for is not to fall, but should you fall, someone will be there to notice. And most of all, someone will care. I care. I am the ground wrapped around your roots. Reach out and I shall nourish you and support you through it all.