Dec 25, 2010 15:09
There a world out there ---->
that;s fill fa filled with fear
they try and say its fine
if you don't go too near
are you still trying to adhere
it can all be replaced
with a simple substituted space
clearly it's not falling into place
your eyes still linger
drawing energy
what a waste of time
to sit on the finish line
here the cards fall, snow flaked offers
into our space, ingredients for taste
here we see the feeders keeping pace
a metronome of grace
beating hearts practice a race
blow past words and opposititions
strangely stitched to dampen whispers
hard to take yet not to listen
can ya can ya see
intertwined candescently