Softness softness all around
never have I found
such a place as the one in which
I am standing now.
Trickling in
slowly but surely
is the peace
that I seek
Whichever way you turn
You will see it
as it is
in its nature
creatures creatures
sneak in when I turn my back
slithery they slide inside
someone signals the attack
my eyes yearn to see
they are weak
but I know
what I must do
walk forward
and do not stop
or else
I can not say what will occur
generations abound
and yet you are here
gathering what is necessary
for the coming events
is there anything left
but this
never ending bliss
in the softness
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment