whispered calm - the total darkness of the dawn carries hints of peace, perhaps tumult will not own the day; for now, chaos rests; we may breathe deep this peace, but must understand it is fleeting breaking day - its light - will bring noise
Tag: poetry
Keeper of the Cage
the mind is a cage in which we dream, restrained by the bars of our fears, we lack the strength to move beyond, shaking them off as the vicious nothings they are - this does not mean we have not achieved, just that we have not soared to the heights of our dreams are our lives less fulfilled? a question for the keeper of the cage
Renewable Resource
monumental that is the struggle with Time; how to value it in a world of increasing expense, as my needs reduce I find myself with excess of all things but Time - I still feel the bite of the ties binding me to work; is it fear of freedom - I tell myself it is the allure of money - or am I afraid of of the unknown, my mind clambers for freedom for flight I am human, still unable to fly, so I keep myself - for now - chained by my mind, limited to this wheel, still searching for lost Time