out of this body,
out of this mind
running frantically in place
as though running out of time
in my dreams i search for you
amid a forest thick with mist,
but you are not to be found,
and there i remain alone and adrift
when suddenly you appear
under a half-lit waning moon,
time seems to stand still, illuminated
yet you disappear far too soon
i reach blindly for your shadow
to it shall i cling,
but your shadow slowly fades
no solace does it bring
Endings, live performance by East Forest
Photo by Sven Brandsma on Unsplash
Musings of a Taiwanese American Adoptee 
Wow, this resonates big-time with a past experience of mine. You must be tapping into universal themes here, but it feels so personal. A mark of good poetry, IMO! 🙂
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Thanks so much, Camilla. The feeling of something or someone being unattainable. I think it’s a theme in my life!
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Life-themes are fascinating to me. Like dream-themes, I think they hold keys for us along our journey.
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I think you’re so right.
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Love it!
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Thanks so much
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Ah, yes, The Old Church. I played there a few times over the years. Not on piano though, Lol. It’s changed its direction a few times over the years. It used to be a place where only classical, acoustic jazz, and New Age shows (recitals) occurred. Not so anymore.
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Interesting!
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Are you in Portland, then? (If you don’t mind me asking!)
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I’m in LA, Southern California. Portland sounds lovely though!
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Oh, funny! I guess there’s more than one “Old Church” venue in the country! Hahaha! 🙂
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I guess so! I’ve never visited.
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