Uncovering The Solution

Finding the real solution to a nagging problem
Is like looking for a switch inside a dark room
That has an electric bulb hanging from the roof
Your heart knows there is a switch in the room
But your eyes see not the switch the first time
The eyes need to keep looking over and over again
Knowing the switch is in the room all the same
Changing their area of focus now and then
Sometimes looking up the walls or across the roof
Sometimes looking near the corners or near the frame
Until the switch is found and the light is shone

Nostalgia

The wonderful past comes knocking on the door of the heart
You open the door, hugging the past like an old friend
The bits of past joys crawl into the mind
Invoking a longing and tears of passion
Like to a pillow you cling to the memories
But like air the memories begin to vanish again
Through the door of your heart going back into the past
You try to reach them with your hands again and again
To bring them back to you, to stay with you forever
But they keep going into the thick fog of the past