But, Will I find stillness
within distraction
Did I, blindly crush and
instead create destruction?
Dare I stay blind when truth
is deep and in a single voice, unknown ?
I see you, but inside dark
shadows house your heart
I feel you, outside a brave
face inside a bewildered soul
I hear you, loud and
laughing but whimpering inside
I touch you, burning with
fire but burnt out and ashy inside
Dare you stay blind when
truth is deep, and perhaps known?
Necessary Distractions in
the eye of the storm
Stillness and quiet
Is perhaps what that loud
whistle calls
Until you read the writing
on the walls of your heart,
And I mine
Perhaps a fluttering
butterfly was all I was
On a journey that shouldn't
end at your door
Listen to your truth first
And I will follow, away or
towards
But perhaps you shouldn't
close that first book so fast.
