Halloween Evening
Kids and candies,
princess and ghosts
and the ringing of the doorbell
and the tiny faces beaming with excitement
I want to be the kid
to be one,
I fantasize to be
to forget the protocols
to forget the white hairs
and the agonies of making a living.
This evening tells me
that the life
is not really with a foot on the ground
but with the mind in the sky
beyond the sky
a moment
a desire
a dream
a fantasy
a touch of heart
a shape of cloud in the sky
a glimpse of unknown
in the void of living.
((*.*))
February 8, 1996
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