Move(d)

One of those many miniscule moments
that stood like mountains
hearing the heartbeats tick away
In unperturbed discipline,
I sat at my door masterminding traffic
of a million thoughts.
Swinging smiles as the paths crossed by,
sometimes moving pebbles, sometimes climbing peaks of shocked silence.
Moving is everything and everyone,
as I seemed to still move
but with feet in one pace at the same place.
Love, it was and I willed not to
Oh! but life's shrieks, and there I go
Mirrors of you flashing by all the while
How could you not wave a hi..
As I tread my mile in my own stride
Grateful for many down that way
Yet, not you there, for teary wishful eyes to see
Move, move, those caring screams,
moving am I, but moved still am I
In your once gentle ways that I wish still stayed.