Young and carefree
and yet so forgetful of the times.
My friend was the sand,
and my mentor was the sky.
Tools of the unity,
are left long lost in the sand.
Alone i was, and forever thoughts glided.
I would sit by the dock, legs dangling off,
The side of the world, how i hoped it enough.
Unforgiving in nature, and eyes glazed with pride
even my own friends, of the trees,
and of the pine...
could not protect me from the harsh winds of my world, and powers i possesed.
I'll come to reality, and souls of the past,
will forever stir and shout in unrest.
Man of humanity, took form from the fire
inside of which I, could no longer desire.
I would much rather be wandering, but never so lost.
I would much rather be gathering, much of my own ancient thoughts.
I jump down from this old tree branch,
and my knees are scuffed
and I just wished that i could hide,
Seek the love I touched.
I could lay on my back, and watch the sunrise and rewind.. i could dream of great things
Reminded, and rewound
We drink ourselves healthy, and let laughs track the time.
Harmony and sound, prove mindful at times
and your voice so soft, takes me back age
My old street, and old field... my own castles no doubt, will be where ill return,
When my own turn, has come up. |
Submission Name: Laughing as a timepeice
