You often feel it before you see it
Knowing before you knew
There is nothing in the Void
Open it to the world and let the light pour in

It caught my eye on a slow Tuesday
The leaves falling
like
                                 brown
               rain
   just
                          floating
     gently
                  to
                              the
**cool, damp ground on which everything will come to rest on soon

I would like to say that
I'm writing this to you from a cloud
On which dreams lay
Ready to fall softly into your mind

But other times it's flicked
Like a pebble skipping across the image
Ripples that ruffle smooth feathers
Unsettled and unnerved

Rooting myself in the ground
Trying to live in the round
That circle
That sphere
That vision in which everything is clear

When they come
Out the sky or inspiration
Rescuing or crushing
Deity or demons
Sum of the 5 or the 6

Some days I wonder
Is this the time for me?

Solemn and righteous
Alone and wandering
Many are looking
Under earth and up at stars
Ready for that moment
A single moment
In which their life blossoms

They say I'm too quiet
I don't speak enough
My stance too clear
My choice so rough

Cultivated through the fire
My soul and desire
Battered by people, friend and foes
Always throwing shade at this average Joe