the boy in the garden

Pacing towards departure. Hesitantly, glancing back. The open welcomes. Wishing to leave it all behind, but his heart disallows. Why. Mere steps away. Freedom. Even if temporal. Peace. Break. Void. Period. But why. Alas, he is recalled. Bittersweet escape that never happened. Or did it...?

Awakened. Thoughts. But why? Time is of essence, and now is the moment that cannot be. Confused yet longing. Staring into the green. Solace he seeks. Wishing to let go. O, heart...