Stand 014

Stand

Stand with me
see the scenery
that i am gazing
what did you see

the mirror
the reflection
the image
the me

there standing
always watching
doing nothing
comptemplating everything

patiently waiting
for the coming
still standing
silent anxiety

raining hard
feeling cold
gale approaching
loneliness soaking up

still standing
felt like a dream
everything clear
i am awake

i saw myself
standing there
waiting silently
it become clear

i was waiting
i found him
at long last
it was me

i walk away
to my next stop
i look back
there wasnt me anymore
i wonder how long
did i stand there?
why? how? what?
i just knew that
i stand.