Is there a me?
A you?
An us?
Do you and I make a we?
Is there a we left to us?
At the end of the road is a mirror.
And we touch.
Glass walls around us.
And we break.
A sun for you.
A moon for me.
Maybe dreams.
And harmonies.
We cross bows and thread webs.
And we meet.
Graphite nodes and empty diamond space.
And we are lost.
Tie us in knots.
Let us breathe.
What or where can we be meant to be?
Let us place our fingers
On the matrix of the universe.
Let us release our hand.
Maybe then will sound the resounding echo
Is there a me?
A you?
An us?
Do you and I make a we?
Is there a we left to us?
A you?
An us?
Do you and I make a we?
Is there a we left to us?
At the end of the road is a mirror.
And we touch.
Glass walls around us.
And we break.
A sun for you.
A moon for me.
Maybe dreams.
And harmonies.
We cross bows and thread webs.
And we meet.
Graphite nodes and empty diamond space.
And we are lost.
Tie us in knots.
Let us breathe.
What or where can we be meant to be?
Let us place our fingers
On the matrix of the universe.
Let us release our hand.
Maybe then will sound the resounding echo
Is there a me?
A you?
An us?
Do you and I make a we?
Is there a we left to us?
lovely :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found something to your taste :)
Deletesomething? i went from post one to two to probably three. and i will go furthur when time permits. oh you bet i found something :)
Deleteand the way i look at it. phew!