Sleep loses place to beings in space.
A nova arises in the morning with haste...
Truth; It shall set you free.
Is love...
Is there a reason why
I just can't decide...
Thunderstorms brew outside my morning window
promising me another warm day in the shop...
You never grow up
but if you are fortunate...
When all you have left to do
Is the last thing that you want...
The birds singing their
chorus at dawn...
I feel vulnerable and weak
my energy drained-strength...
Here I am lost once again
In this sea, one vague memory...
Dream world is very nice,
Nothing much, but it ours...
Why is it that our world is so full of hate,
That we as humans are so quick to discriminate...
He is the watcher of life
the cosmos rewards him...