along the way

round round and away it goes around my head why noone knows
and stays and rolls around some more to be the way it once was worn
flying high away in sky to break my sigh and make me cry
it holds fast and moves too fast to hold my fast for very long

breaking through and going free at last to see what could be
and freak to seek where i may peak and still not be a merry man
of course i see what i see and cede to you the truth of me
yes i know what did i do when i sought to say the time of day

yet times a change the more they same and cross the plain
moving still along the way left behind no way to stray
cursed strength of crushed men striving forward for future man
and belonging still to one heart and soul who whispers not back to you

the bearing of one more longing, desire of head backs, unspoken thoughts
revered quiet broken by tears, crashing down unseen hands
spoken aloud silently, breaking free and wondering what cursed be
the time to move past now by far and mourned anew as new once more

foot forward and back at times the same and others in unison, one
trepid desire unable to move, for one foot moves to other ruin
foundation swirled and sweat has pearled on behalf of what - a girl?
yet truth is written on her sweet face to set in place time and space

and bring me to a new found truth of will soothe and aching soul
relation built of time and talk and word of mouth of who we are
trust to be what could be instead of what i died in time of need
create the hope of one small stop on earth's long shortness of life.

"along the way", a poem written by Tait Lifto on 5/28/08