Dreamseeker

I once remembered a person who was youthful.. & full of passion..
He would gaze longingly into the shadows.. seeking solitude in his past.. & think dreamily of his future..
Time, it changes things.
Of all the people I have seen rise & fall, I gaze into the windswept skies & see it all..

I guess sometimes all of us long to listen to ourselves from time to time.
But it is fetching indeed when we hear our own thoughts articulated by another’s lips.

Today is the day. I heard myself .. a younger version of me.
I guess i finally remember a youth that used to whine & complain.. & never had the heart to finish what he started..
Erase the tempered steel that I have placed to guide my heart..
And this is who I am.

I wonder why it is we see life differently at each phase of our lives.
Perhaps if only to adapt, or die a silent death
I guess those are the choices we have to live with.

Things havent been so bad..  it is my turn to gaze knowingly into this youth..
And offer what grains of salt I have..
Ahahaha it is so ironic..
I used to turn my head away when faced with words i did not want to hear
I guess it is finally my turn to voice my own.

Of all the things I regret most, is the part where I knew..
I knew my father wanted to tell me.. tell me about so many things..
He would mumble & mumble.. & somehow he would continue until he would make his point..
The problem was .. I  wasnt listening.. I heard, but I did not listen..
But i did not wish to listen..

Sometimes stories are all that is left of a life that once was lived, but now remembered..
I guess he was just trying to recollect..
Collect the pieces together..

Ahaha.. But the funny thing is.. as much as I understand..
I still do not wish to indulge him
Now, as the pages tumble away from my sight..
I grin.. knowing the fate that awaits me..

Ahaha.. I guess I might as well enjoy it while I can.
Youth, as it is.. shall always be now.

No one probably understands what it is that slips through my mind right now.
One day, as my chapter finally draws to a close, perhaps i shall whisper once again..