Crimson Curtains

Crimson Curtains

Crimson curtains drawn down

Closing out the closing scenes

Longing for the hope, the dreams

I wonder what tomorrow holds

Beyond the veil

I wonder if I will fly or sail

Or walk or run or stroll or crawl

Will I make a bridge?

Or will I build a wall?

Whatever it is

Whatever I become

It is covered in mystery, in love

With little glimpses of moonlight

Silver slivers slipping through

All things covered, all things new

All things wonderful, all things true

I’m just dancing in the flowers of the cloaking

Within the promise of the moon I’m soaking

There must be a greater source of the light

I fly by day and swing by night

Simply looking for the breezes

K, Duane Carter 6-8-11