~~~ Silent whisper ~~~

Resting beneath the tree of life.
Silent. Enlightened.
Seeing colors spur and spurn beneath. Surround and engulf.
Tears flow.
Questions dissolve and slide in grassy shadows.
Violins play. Horns to the heart. Conquering peace.
Until reality returns.

Frost appears giddy and inflamed.
Laughs taunts and teases about his Road.
Take the Road Not Taken, take the road not taken!
And that will make all the difference!
Eyes open. Tree of Life lifeless.
Death. Black greens. Darkness.

How? How? How does one let go of it?
To travel the path of dreams and lose my soul,
To walk over love? Stop a smile for a potential laugh?
How? How? How do I let it go?
And until what? Until when?

No ear to lean. No one to confide.
Only me. And poetry. No one else to hear.
I close my eyes once more. A silent yogi.
Waiting. Asking. In dream. In trance.
Who will I be?
What do I choose?
A silent whisper hear, see, confides.
Says forget the crap, just shut up and decide...