from here i can't see the stars
and i haven't been to anywhere like i was promised
if i wasn’t walking backwards
you'd still be so far away
two metal rings hang
next to each other on one wall
they over lap in a figure of 8
thats all i can see right now
another impasse
the story will have to be re-started
i remember the great grassy hills where we assembled below that night sky
we waited for the words
words of enlightenment
words to save us
high up on the grassy hill we waited to be taken into the love of the violet flame
to free our fiery sprit and redeem our souls
awake once more i begin again
i will not lie
i am afraid sometimes
wondering will i wake up in the morning or will this be the time?
i die before i wake wanting to go back to that place
the place of being inside of myself
inside a house where events remain and accumulate
i am afraid
of being left behind
facing the dark days ahead
surrounded by people who have forgotten
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