Time Upon a Hill

Upon a hill, a man sits
Still and calm, serene
Listening to nothing
Waiting, not sure for what

Maybe for some grand adventure
That might steal his heart away
If only for a moment
If not for eternity

Perhaps a chance to travel back
To undo all that has caused pain
To supplicate his nightmares
To appease his waking moments

Perchance to touch the unfelt
That will take his breath endlessly
To cause his blood to flow
To remember the pinnacle of ecstasy

Possibly to see within
Where the deepest secrets hide
To find an ear to whisper to
To unburden a restless soul

Perhaps to listen to the song of life
Full of hopes and dreams
To be lifted to the heights
Of Nirvana's promised visions

The man sits upon the hill
Waiting for the answers
Knowing they will come
When time provides the keys