hallways

We walk down hallways.
Sometimes in the morning,
Sometimes in the darkness,
but everytime we walk down hallways.

They lead us inward and outward.
They open and close doors.
Often they are in or out.
Time and space is often defined by the
light casting and creating shadows.
Or the darkness is so deep
We are unsure if the sun will
ever cast its light again.

We walk down hallways with
Whispered words of hello and goodbye.
We walk down hallways and politely nod
to a niehgbor or friend.
We say "hello, How are you?"
And time passes.

Day in and Day out,
time passes as our feet walk down hallways.
Good morning, hello, goodbye
words we say so often they are endangered
of losing thier meaning.
The light this morning just happened to say
"Good morning to you." as my feet walked;time passed.
~Copyright Adrienne Goetz