Contemplation

I think of things that never were

I think of things that never will be

I think of all the paths with choices unsure

I think of all the paths and ultimately all the choices lead to me

I think too much

I think too little

I think of times too far and too near to touch

I think of times when I could never get my mind to settle

I think of how one moment can change your life

I think of how one thought can change your dreams

I think of how I once only thought of the strife

I think of how I once drowned myself in the sound of silent screams

Never alone yet always by myself

That’s how it’s always been

What I wanted left at the far end of the shelf

Everyone’s stable rock to the end

Yet the end of one thing brings times anew

The rainbow from the storm above the sky

Clouds bringing silver lining in which I once flew

I look upon the graying clouds with a sigh

For there are answer that have brought more questions no one else can know

Are the answers better than the questions they bring?

I contemplate as I watch the freshly falling snow

Silently waiting as reality tells me it’s time to go.