recollections on a dying winter's afternoon...

someday...someday I will walk down that road that eludes me so often...eludes me, yet calls out in the enchanting voice with their claims of solitude and promises of anonymity... someday I will walk the familiar streets of that unvisited city where all the yesterdays seem to have taken refuge... someday, I will listen to that unheard song that have kept me awake so many nights.... someday, I will walk by those unfamiliar strangers and think of those old faces that crowded my memories...someday, I will leave these streets where I had skinned my knees and elbows and take the forbidden road... and away from friends and family rediscover what I let go...what I lost..what lost me... someday I will feel all that I have felt... again...someday, I'll think of all that I have thought...all that I've known....loved...hated...liked...lost... and that day....someday...there will be no more regrets...the memories won't sting anymore... that day...I will have come full circle...someday, I'll come to terms...with what has been...what is...with myself...someday... when I've come full circle...I'll be home...someday…