Beneath The Cracks

beneath
the cracks
and the crevices
of an old, dusty
abandoned mill

nestled in
the deep forests
of my dreams

long forgotten
and left all alone

piece by piece
the jigsaw puzzle
becomes lost and frayed

and an old shoe rests
at the foot of the porch
and the winds rustle
the autumn leaves
along a cold trail
nearby

the dampness
of the fallen leaves

the mist through
the trees…

flows, as the cold
afternoon winds rush in
and chill the air

and in those dark cracks
i hide, from the bustling crowds
seeking a solitude, a lonely
solitude that feels like an eternity

a place hidden
in the deep forests of
my dreams, to
calm this cold, lonely soul…

© 2005 Carlos Rull

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Carlos Rull

Carlos Rull is a musician living in the San Diego area. His interests include Yoga, Eastern Philosophy, Zen Buddhism, and Gardening. He plays drums, piano, and composes New Age & Ambient music, and his albums are available on iTunes and Amazon.com.

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