One wanders on and wonders much - 1387 - Initial Version

Pillows' billows set deceptive scene,
surface calm masks sadness few ignore,
one-sided sleep has hibernation been,
dreams teem with team but rhyme with rime in store.

Lonely, at dawn, one wanders from the room.
Experience seeds prudence. What before
may lie that may belie deception's gloom,
or answers find that confidence restore?

Door closed, one wanders on and wonders much
hope's tightrope comes at price too few dare touch.

(14 May 2008)