two two Two Three

by charlene Wong

(All rights reserved)

When I look at my life

I see my heart

engulfed by a sea of depth-

of thoughts, of words, of flashbacks of the past.

When I look at my life

I see people holding my breath

in hands of iron- pinching, clenching

When I look at my life
I see wishes.
I see

MY dreams My regrets
I see it dance in shallow waters
that lurk on slopey Quicksand

When I look at my life

I see a girl, or woman

gazing at hazel eyes

looking with intense,

looking with intent.

When i look at my life
I see craving of -__-
beyond grasp that slips
from clammy hands onto others-embraces.

When I look at my life

I see light reflecting

pushing away dullness

welcoming debris that sticks and molds

When I look at my life
I see hope
I see warmth-carrassess of love
whispering comfort, that colourful spectre is sight.

When I look at my life

I see people

holding out arms of smooth silk

soft and strong

guiding me on-

my life.