How different life would have been
If the sun had shone that day.
Where would this soul have sailed?
What words would it have to say?

What dreams would have been fulfilled?
What futures changed to gold ?
Had that single voice been heard,
And thoughts had room to unfold.

Where in the expanse of time
Will that moment return again?
Will thoughts explode in triumph
And pour from the soul like rain?

Will there be an ear to listen,
A heart to comprehend?
Will the moment pass in memory
Where all knowledge has to end?

And time becomes the tomb
for thoughts that waited to flow.
And the words that never flourished
From the soul that refused to grow

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Dedicated to those souls that let
another's dream, become more
important than theirs.
JL   2009