X - A little bit less

&;#65279;I linger here a moment
and stare for a while
I catch my breathe as I leave
I am nothing but a single entity
a drive of life
if I could, I'd catch the wind
but my fingers always set it free
trying to hold on to times
in absolute terror
of loss
simple as any other
I cherish the warmth
of knowing
a mind that meets another
shared moments
oh so short
as that journey
from birth to death
meanings gathering dust
turning to an obituary
set in a headstone
in a forgotten graveyard
amidst the lingering ghost
nothing certain just a lapse in time

? Lesley Roberts 12 May 2003