What I Should

And yes, I blink,
breath is short gasps sometimes,
feeling what I think I should,
when around that bend,
it has always shown
what is has always been.
Try as I may,
I evaluate,
redistribute the weight
of thought and desire.
A small voice gives thought
to my reality and I do not listen.
Sometimes I wonder, do I care,
enough?
Tonight, I meandered around the lake,
slowly in the dark.
The shoreline spotted
with welcome lights,
like candles in the window,
left long rods reaching out
to the middle
of the glassy surface.
Clouds circled around the moon.
Occasionally, I could hear the shore
lapping against the rocks
that outlined the sand
meeting to the water's edge.
A fish popped up
breaking the tension on the surface
reminding me there is more to this life.

Raine Les 9/5/2009

yes there is...beautiful sadie