He sees the world in corners and edges
And life is lived in still shots
Past the grizzle and grit he sees
The lovely framework
The bones of the earth
That sparkle of brilliance
Crashes in his eyes
Wonder colored blue
A little mind races
And I watch as his hands try to keep pace
A heart of glass and gold
Transparent
A prism of possibilities
The light it throws
Colors us in day dream
Thoughts like the tide
Rise and fall
Carving out the shoreline
An exquisite curse
A hideous blessing
A beautiful mind
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 11:29 PM UTC
He sees the world in corners and edges
And life is lived in still shots
Past the grizzle and grit he sees
The lovely framework
The bones of the earth
That sparkle of brilliance
Crashes in his eyes
Wonder colored blue
A little mind races
And I watch as his hands try to keep pace
A heart of glass and gold
Transparent
A prism of possibilities
The light it throws
Colors us in day dream
Thoughts like the tide
Rise and fall
Carving out the shoreline
An exquisite curse
A hideous blessing
A beautiful mind
For my two little men
