quiet as the sun
quiet as the sun
i don’t know where i’ve begun
my feet are on the path
but the eye that sees all was not designed to speak
youth of ancient descent
ancestor of the future
a paradoxical life of bounded freedom
mind outside time, yet bound by space
a hundred thousand screams of silence
whose voice do i trust, and where is my own?
window shopping for something to believe in
i thought there would be something in my nothing
i found all form created by thoughts
and they must be the cause of the knots
in my stomach, my heart, my head
i feel but i don’t touch
tour of my soul
this everlasting ride of ceaseless becoming
colors of heat splitting from the sun
keep alive the spaces they dance upon
i don’t know much about anything really
but i do know how life makes me feel
love is all you need silly