Where to settle down, looking for a stable ground, settle me? Is it ever stable, this foundation that’s been recognized within, found? No longer building on the sands, the sea she once consumed, weeping endlessly. Revitalized by an unknown energy? Thank you. I crawl now on hand and knee, with this spark that will soon free, to feel at last these new sounds of bliss and beauty.
Dreams once unclear, making sense no longer mattering…for matter is neither created nor destroyed, only transforming me.
Willing and ready to bloom into me, now I, like the air you breathe, hard to contain, making you insane…with the pains birthing me. Never to be tied albeit loosely.
Kissed by fate she’s beckoning, from far away, distantly, carefully swinging on this spiral I proceed, never to just be! Still searching for that palm tree from my dreams…one day I WILL see.