Crystal Blue Swan

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. - Khalil Gibran

from mere arms distance

i watch life go by

seems i'm just an observer

a spectator

an onlooker

a passerby

rubbernecking so as to not miss a detail

so as to be able to tell others what i heard and saw

but not what i felt

like the time the moon knelt

as silver dew kissed a golden dawn

and a new day kicked off the covers as it stretched to yawn

in these strange places where i knelt

these peculiar places where i dwelt

riding a crystal, blue swan

as a world silently spun

singing songs to no one

Author's Note

The language of friendship is not words but meanings. - Thoreau