residual

i trade new and shine for time tested.
in a dream
she told me to be patient
not to focus
on the wind
lifting particles of sand.
i awoke
held on to the image of the meaning.
a minute later
everything is gone
except for a vague feeling
that no words can describe.
i string together after thoughts
hoping for a coherent
something to take shape.
nothing happens
it is lost beyond my reach.
i breathe slowly
as i become comforted
by the murky cloudy water.
darkness guides me towards the light
they play hide and seek
constantly changing my perspective.
she told me to be patient
i protest
hold the hand of recklessness.
we break up to make up.
i take comfort in the repetition
let all sides
balance each other out.