There will come a time when you must decide which will win out — your fear of falling or your desire to live among the clouds.
Time
Time…
it slips
right through
your fingers,
it carries on,
it never lingers,
and the more you have
the faster it goes,
for what possible reason?
nobody knows,
maybe time itself
exists in the brain,
to drive us mad
and keep us sane.
Reality
The only thing that defines reality is our willingness to participate in it.
Seeing
Sweet child, why do you walk around with your eyes closed? What is it you don’t want to see?
Tiger Cub
You are like
a tiger cub,
fearsome
to behold,
with an
innocence
that betrays
your very
nature,
and a potential
for destruction
I can’t help
but watch
in awe.
Paths
Your path
and mine
will never
be the same,
they are
different,
and
they are
right,
in their very own ways,
and we’re happier
for it,
because
how boring
would life be,
if everyone
wanted
the same things as me?
The Trees
Who’d tell our story
if not for the trees?
There’s no living person
who could tell all they’ve seen,
still and silent,
they’ve watched the world grow,
entangled with time
in a way we can’t know,
So…
of all the Earth’s creatures,
from the bears to the bees,
who’d tell our story
if not for the trees?
Sleep
But dear, how do you expect your dreams to come true if you don’t allow yourself to sleep?
The Best of it
Roses in the rain,
diamonds lost in dirt,
the misery of trying
only to get hurt,
the times that you felt silly
for giving it your all,
still knowing
that the best of it
was learning from the fall.
The Dance
I want to dance
in every word,
in each distinctive sound,
to sink into the melodies,
of the meanings
that they’ve found,
I want to feel
the subtleties,
of their pairings,
so divine,
to explore every notion
drifting through my mind.