Distant I have grown
While knowing all the while to care for my world
The sounds of those around me
Rushing cars and lively streets
Have often gone unnoticed
Reducing the details of recollection and memory
From time to time the page has turned
Pouring the world right into me
Where then all things are noticed
And I am a sound on lively streets again
But only for a time
After again my distance grows
From spark to wild flame
Until the next time I am swallowed
By tsunamis in a hurricane;
To douse all fires I have lit
I must drown in the storm
For if I do I'll them be carried
Out to sea, immersed, reborn
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC
Distant I have grown
While knowing all the while to care for my world
The sounds of those around me
Rushing cars and lively streets
Have often gone unnoticed
Reducing the details of recollection and memory
From time to time the page has turned
Pouring the world right into me
Where then all things are noticed
And I am a sound on lively streets again
But only for a time
After again my distance grows
From spark to wild flame
Until the next time I am swallowed
By tsunamis in a hurricane;
To douse all fires I have lit
I must drown in the storm
For if I do I'll them be carried
Out to sea, immersed, reborn
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