open the space that surrounds your heart
breath into it the light of dawn
sing to the angels that linger at your finger tips
tell them the feeling of the soul
its ever changing confusion and dabble in puddles of
thinking the answer
were a word or an idea or better yet a thing
the most troubling procedure to reverse inside yourself
calling forth into exsistance with your thoughts
this is what i want
want this, is what I
is what I want, this
what I want this is
I want this, is what
and getting to a knowing to make such a choice
with its waterfall of consequences
how does one choose
I think what I think
with our limited levels of seperation from the simplistic core of the essence of the earth
things are as they're meant to be
the balance must not be seen as beautiful
if there is a place
that is beyond
balance
the difference between life and to live
is the understanding what totality is
contained in a life
show me my life and you will see a great war
between the land of forgetting
and the heart of death time unknown
there is no other
morning like this mourning
how can I stay
when they tempt to lay out
what tomorrow will sing
