Between the Cloud and the Field Part2
Between the cloud and field (Part2.)
In your dying days
The nights were not enough
For in fits and starts
Your faltering heart
Gave up diamonds in the rough
In fields sown for us
I hear strangers’ feet
You are now between the cloud and field
Just out of reach
And now I take the time
To take my time
To rise early, clear in thought
And express myself in rhyme
Have I seen all there is to see?
Done all there is to do?
I certainly feel I have already made all my mistakes
Including you
Your breath froze
Like all the things
You cannot say with prose
Your eyes closed
And they will not open
Even in my dreams
That part is broken
There has always been a knocking at my door
Telling me not to let my mind beat me
Not to bite the hand that feeds me
And I have lived long enough
To have seen and done much more
The neighbours at their windows
Looking out, reflecting the grey
Do not realise
They see a ghost of me today
And in the city
The telephone wires that surround
Mark out commercial battlegrounds
Where children play on nameless streets
This is where we find our feet
I beg of you
You, whom I do not yet know
Think beyond your learning
Look beyond your yearnings
For what is chosen for you
Will not sustain you, you know
For, rich, in a high townhouse
Adorned with trophy and accolade
You are merely preparing for the mistakes
You have the money to make
Tend to your thoughts
As you would a garden
Do not let your mind become overgrown
At the end of the map
At the edge you dare not point to
I will be there, shouting
Do not leave me alone
I am trapped
Between the cloud and the field
Forever in battle
With no army to yield
Make the bright sky break above me
I pray for that relief
When the clouds part
Allowing the light
To shine on all the grief
I shall fly to the soft
To the wings tip
With the strength not to feel
And I will no longer be caught
Between the cloud and field
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