Sorrow
deep and dark as a cavernous pool.
Life is an endless chain of events
all leading up to this moment.
Where do I get off at?
Where does the world end and I begin?
When I am touched I want to feel
connecting lines,
electricity for the masses.
I give them what they need.
Where am I in all of this?
Am I not more than
this body,
this mind,
this soul ?
Granted clear vision I have traveled
these electric highways,
feeling the heart beat of the universe,
centered around a moment.
Creation,
and then flight,
ending in darkness and separation.
Remembering the fall.
I awake, wingless and tired,
another day closer to destiny.
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