Yesterday I walked myself for a comfort walk,
So I went to the city windows for a quiet talk.
I gazed at the reflections on the tall windows,
As in my heart chambers I felt the blood’s flows.
Maybe the night lights didn’t let me see my shadow,
Or could it have been the way the wind began to blow.
I became a little frightened when I started to converse,
And when my voice echoed I felt like I was going in reverse.
Suddenly a sparkling and a twinkle I started visualization inside,
And my emotions spoke in a private tone that in myself of me I confide.
Strangely there after, the night sky started to come alive with a shinning moon,
Then a night watch woman approached me, telling me that I had to leave soon.
I waved at all the windows as the lady heard me talking to myself in the shadows,
Then she told me of the similar things she did, when talking in the meadows.
She held my hands like friends, when they need to share their stories,
She hugged me real tight, and like an angel took all of my worries.
Next evening I felt so good that I had to go find out her name,
When I got there, I found a mannequin that looked the same.
There was no watch woman to find as I asked the people,
Inside my head and body I felt my nerves begin to ripple.
Again, I stared at the window where the mannequin was at,
Waiting to see if that angel came to life as on the sidewalk I sat.
I continued to tell her how wonderful it felt to find someone to talk,
Then a police car stopped and from the window he said,’ Hey man take a walk."
Copyright © Oscarelizondo Sunday January 03, 2010
A comfort walk is about a man that is going through a rough time and so he decides to go for a walk in the cities main streets. He finds someone to talk to, but when he returns he doesn’t know what to think about the matter. What do you think?