Things cannot make you happy
They can only make you excited
And excitement always fades

Sarcasm is the coward's truth

Wandering flame
Don't let the shadows that dance around you
Frighten you or deter you from your path
They only grow larger
Because of your great light

Crack and smolder
Smoke and great pain
The fire recedes
In the springtime rain
And though vast oceans
Of green are gone
They'll rise more vibrant
Again before long

I am glad I lose my train of thought
I am glad I can be distracted

If you are not thankful
For these things
You have never thought
For very long at all

Out there it moves
Consciousness emitted like waves
From somewhere deep within

All standards and thought
The result of its presence
Like waves across water

Its laws as unknown to us
As gravity itself is
To the planets and stars it moves

But none the less it rules them
As does this distant thing
To all our deepest beliefs