If Only We Were Three(May 20, 2011)

If Only We Were Three
May 20, 2011

The walls are cold,
the ones that hold,
all our imaginations and dreams.
So lost in time,
we don’t know where to begin.

The clouds above are,
so gray and unshapen,
Where is the day,
when the sky’s clouds were white,
and the shapes morphed into life?

Like everything else,
filtered into nothing,
sifted like sand,
missing the rocks,
the imagination gone astray.

If only we were three,
and on the ground,
looking around,
the world would seem exciting and bright blue,
with magnificent sounds,
movements and light.

Then these walls would feel,
so warm to touch,
our hearts wouldn’t ache,
because there would be,
an adventure always surrounding us.