Awakened Slumber

today is a filled with yesterday’s blues
a lament laden tomorrow
and with that still paying dues

on a cycle of meaningless wandering
filled with buried expectations
unfulfilled dreams and a heart filled with longing

if i seek for some notion of hope
where would the breeze lift me
if i was a bird setting to fly
would i be ready to say goodbye

i shut my eyes and feel the warmth of melodies
penetrating the wounds
nursing a gutted soul
needing to hold

inside caverns where the darkness has settled
and where all is still all is well
my heart races to be awakened
again by a loving whisper
that maybe tomorrow would awaken
me from my slumber