Shells Poem by Dairedee BurrisLandwehr

I remember the shells
One after another; we shifted
From sight to sight
Wanderers; Always moving
looking, searching, living
but were we really?
Could you call our Life,
That ever-changing existance-
A Life? or were we the only ones?
did Everyone Else just cling to...
nothing. illusions and dreams.
Were we the Dream?
People came and went
Nothing was ever static
We felt by loss,
Measured by pain,
Understood disaster,
Everything that could happen-
Did. Change was a Thing
Living.Breathing.Scheming.
Blank faces; Generic names
Forgotten towns; Forgotten houses
Never homes.Without heart.
Home is where the Heart is
Walls cage our Bodies, but
Our Minds run free
Drunk with indifference
Set in motion, always
by the Wind
We carried our houses
With us - in our minds
What Hold did walls have?
A cage, a box, a shell
Empty: Before and After
We pass through
Like life. We are always
Passing through. But living.
Are you? Your time-
Though longer, is no different
We are all drifters
From one Life to the Next
From Reality, to Illusion
From Waking, to Dreaming
Live in the moment
Here, and now.
Each
One
Counts...
Do you?
Or is what you leave
Behind. your Shells-
Useless matter, does it
Matter, more?