Finally, the sounds of the chase had faded away for awhile now, and he could no longer sense the presence of his pursuers. The poor steeds, hauling the bouncing carriage along the seldom used road were tiring, their sides heaving since he had pushed them hard the entire way. But now, he finally could allow himself a moment to slow down and allow the horses to slow into more of a canter. Surrounded by nature on each side, the only sound really heard was that of the wildlife and the crunch of the wheels rolling over the dirt and rocks.
Smirking to himself, the man turned to look behind him at the small package that was securely bundled up i
Time flows with such indifference,
Each tick of the clock moving on mercilessly,
And yet varying on how quickly it goes by.
Some times it moves blessedly fast,
Life passing with nary a thought to now,
And yet more often than not,
It crawls by so achingly slow.
Moment by moment passes,
Making the pain inescapable,
As you suffer what seems endlessly.
Left wishing for rare moments of joy to be frozen,
To never have to leave them behind,
Wishing for a future that is worth waiting for,
Worth experiencing the pain of now.
Music invades my thoughts,
I am supposed to be writing,
But inspiration evades me.
I sip at my drink,
A taste of rich chocolate fills my mouth,
Then put the cup down with a muffled thump.
With a sigh of longing and frustration,
My gaze wanders around the room lazily,
Noting each person,
All of their differences and similarities.
Now I look down to the page,
And across it there are words written,
And I realize,
I have been writing this whole time.
I laugh.