Walk

[Camy]

Walk by Camy

I walk the line between the sane,

and all of those whose minds are maimed,

all those who don't know me - but hate 'me' none the less.

Yet the line I walk this autumn day refreshes my heart,

gets wider by the second as hope converts the misery

to more tolerant forms of pain.

But the pain remains, and always so,

until I find the one I know is out there waiting for me:

And out there waiting for me he is,

though we haven't met just yet....

When we do all my previous incarntions will vanish

in less time than it takes an atom to have lunch:

Shyly we'll smile

"I am me" I'll say,

and he'll reply "I know...."

---

26th Octber 2006 - from an earlier idea