Sometimes

Sometimes I stand at the edge of feelings
A part of me lost to the moment
While the rest ring at reason, but I move all the same
Spiraling towards them, like a firefly to a flame.
Destiny looming like a monsoon cloud, waiting to burst,
Looking down at my vulnerability
A silent dancer, dancing away
Moving through opaque lifetimes
Flowing through various incarnations

Often I stop mid way to you.
Adjusting emotions as appropriate
Sometimes I stand at a lonely distance
From you, and them.
Refuge under a patch of raincloud,
To pull back the silence, to move on to light,
My sole contact- the tiny fingers of innocence
Begging me to scoop her up in my arms.