Thoughts

In this busy street,
I am left alone with my thoughts.

My thoughts that are higher
than the buildings,
wider than the sky.

People passing by
I'm wondering
what's on their mind.

Happiness, loneliness, frustration, sadness,
the list goes on
as you can't really predict
what you don't see beneath.

It's always been that way,
I've always been the small one,
next to others, the supporting friend.

But someday,
the small one will fade out,
tired and began to lose its way.

Too many things will happen
blocking out the way,
and leaving them
to clean up the mess.

That will spend their soul
eventually
but not their thoughts
that lives on for
eternity.

20 February 2014.

-dz-