Running through the trees
the teaves falling, tumbling to the ground
the cracks of the twigs beneath my feet
the flashes of rays in mine eyes
running towards my future
i see a blurred image behind me,
i do not know what that is?
is it a man? an animal? a spirit?
I can not stop running now
the time is going faster
the effects of it, i feel
running through my life
with this shadow behind me.
Poetry » Life Rated: K, English, Poetry, Words: 82, Published: 3/30/2003