Clueless Ink

Where do I go?

And when?

Do I stay?

Just watching..

where this path might lead?

I plead,

Just for a while,

Let me sit here,

And wait.

To imagine what could be,

How lovely it might get.

Raindrops cooling a burning sky,

Crisp sunshine melting the chill.

I want to dream a little,

Paint the air,

And smile at the thought of it.

Or maybe…

Should I turn around?

Follow the trail I came from,

Back to where I once belonged?

Where winters bit,

And summers blazed.

Imagine walking back to that old place,

Where raindrops washed my painted grace,

While muddy slippers stayed just in place.

But not yet.

Let me stay.

Just pause.

Watch the road,

Paint the air.

I plead,

Just for a while,

Let me sit here,

And wait.