Light Ahead

This darkness
in the sun light
rain,

flowers waiting
on a drink,
weeds crawling
like shadows
in my mind,
on the look out,
cautious,
experience
has scared my heart,
declared war
on my mind,
left me above
what I can not climb
and I jockey for a moment,
a rare magic,
smell of gardenia
to shoot through my heart,
to be heard
uninterrupted,
as Poe from the grave,
as the pyramids speak
majesty,
the sun rises in souls
strung out on instincts,
refusing the easy wine
for a warm beer,
neon for candles,

one must fly
on one's own wings
and disappear we must
into our own sweet fate.