Street Performers

Unaware,

they start to gather a crowd.
So to say,
they're lost instead of found.
 Skipping,
to the rhythm of their hearts.
So to say,
the most unique form of art.
Dancing,
to the drums of their long quest.
So to say,
they'd never find their rest.
Singing,
to the song of their Creator.
So to say,
a love so new and greater.
Bowing,
humble to the cheering crowd.
So to say,
they became rather proud.
Sneaking,
out of shy and comforted shells.
So to say,
a story never to tell.
Running,
to find a peace in mind.
So to say,
to leave the crowd behind.
Guided,
to a place to call their home.
So to say,
a place for minds to roam.
Upon,
a bed of softly covered sheets.
So to say,
it's time to go to sleep.
Humming,
a very precious lullaby.
So to say,
they close their drowsy eyes.
Resting,
to gain their strength from above.
So to say,
in their mission of love.

 

©LJ

  19 February, 2013