go forth without falter

once, i woke up freezing.

it was dark. the moon glowed green upon dew-tipped grass,

there was a boy.

he told me not his name.

the boy stood under moonlit skies;

i remembered something i was once told.

time does not wait.

i know this.

"it delivers all equally to the same end," father used to tell me.

i know this.

the boy, he was given one year.

"go forth without falter," father said, "with your heart as your guide."

he listened to those words. he followed his heart.

and now again, i am back in a freezing dream,

a morning mist settles under the unnatural moon's gaze;

"time to choose," the boy in stripes tells me.

"choose what?"

i didn't need to ask. i knew what he meant.

go forth without falter, father's advice always was. carry on even in turbulent times.

i give the boy my answer.

the boy smiles.

the boy disappears in a blink.

"go forth without falter," he says, "with your heart as your guide."

"i know," i told him.

"good."

and then the boy was gone; i was left alone under the eerie skies.

later i woke up. i didn't remember the dream.

but i had those words in my mind, that i hadn't heard in years,

"go forth without falter, with your heart as your guide..."

so i will. i'll do those words proud.

"time never waits", i was told.

time will not wait for me; i will not wait for it.

if it delivers all to the same end, then there is no sense

in wasting away, afraid of the future.

i shall go forth, without falter!

and do the past proud.

12.14.2021 | by blumiere