Forward Motion

I don't hear you speaking to me anymore

Maybe it's all the noise around me

Winter is approaching earlier this year

Inside and out

I know I need you

I catch myself riding waves of feelings

Living in the past

Consumed with the future

Rarely intent on the present

And calling out to you daily

Tears ready to spill in a split second

I'm walking forward

Yet it doesn't feel like progress

Just one foot in front of the other

Am I waiting on you?

Or am I looking the other way?

It's a fog

And I need a Spring day

A cool breeze on my face 

Brighter colors amidst the landscape

Or maybe just a new perspective

And renewed appreciation for what I do have

But a blooming meadow still beckons me

And peace becomes elusive