sunday scribblings
"follow"
follow the eyes
follow the heart
follow knowledge
don't stand apart
follow directions
follow behind
follow the footsteps
know your own mind
follow the path
follow the way
follow uphill
just don't go astray
"follow"
follow the eyes
follow the heart
follow knowledge
don't stand apart
follow directions
follow behind
follow the footsteps
know your own mind
follow the path
follow the way
follow uphill
just don't go astray
"she moves"
he leaves
and she feels lost
unknowing and uncaring
an emptiness surrounds her heart
her brain is dull and lifeless
she moves forward
hour by hour
day by day
week by week
sloshing slowly over the wetness
the fractured part of her heart torn
pushed aside daily
unmending
covered with dark fabric
exposed
raw
static
"scared"
her eyes are everywhere at once
she does it well, keeps them organised
stops to watch the crocodiles
looks away and then back
calls to him
then realises
he is gone, not to be seen
where has he gone
they rush to and fro
search, ask, call, yell, pray
everyone searches
time stops
where has he gone?
is he hiding?
she holds her breath
heart pounds eyes probe
the terror
the horrible feeling of uselessness
time passes
she stops and hears news
he is fine
safe sound well
he has wandered
far
found by a family
he is good
he shows them the paper
numbers for his family
"hi daddy"
he returns to mom
she cries
he was not scared
much
she was
and is thankful for that wonderful family
and the wonderful people who helped