Dig deep my soul to find the heart...
Let the tears drop like rain,
let the rain be tears of thunderous songs,
more sound then water,
for it wails in unashamed pourings.
Songs are everywhere,
in the rain,in the wind,
and in the moan of the bending trees.
Fear won't come here,
the fear is gone like youth itself
all of that anguish I felt,is gone from memory.
I am not with you.
I can not answer questions of time,place,
pain,blood,sanity,or of numbers that need counting.I am safe,locked up inside my daze,awaiting like prisoners do,for final days.
I know of a better place.
I had to only close my eyes,
and the room would spin,dropping away from me
But then,there was that painful wander,
what is real and not the dream.
Get behind me! All torment!
I will not relive the accusations..
not even in my head.
Or was that too only a dream in life where
dreams and reality woven themselves so close
together,that one triumphed over the other.
What can I say?
What do I know,when I know nothing.
If only I would wake from these states of
oblivion with some certain sence that there
was no mystery to life at all,and all along
it was all just an illusion.
I didn't care.
It is such a divine emptiness that follows
the desertion of fear;a lovely burst of
complete indifference.
In this soft rainy realm where water sings as it
falls from darkening leaves.The earth expands
outward to a never land,and I become everything I could not be,it all takes form for me here.
Are you so certain that I know not of insanity
or that insanity has not touched me here.
