The blinding dashes cut to my brain
Restless and Resilient I feel
The changes fading in smoke
My seed spread, growing and gasping
I don't feel a regret or a worry
But in my youth, I sense the aging
Unbreakable and Unstoppable I feel
My eyes wide and alert always
This world cracks every day
The protector I must become
I can't waste away in my mind
As I am about to see a life
Unfold and act upon creation
I gasp and stand strong
Soon I will know what I must do
It's a hell of a thing to come to
But I've never been happier
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
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