A step away from thought was the need to start
Another raft up the river again
I started then stopped
I was in high alert
Where my heart was beating but not feeling
Through the hours past I saw many things
I feel very very old
Hate to be told
But know to listen and watch is all there is to know
Her hair falls on a face that is the light of the world
She moves mirrors by her presence, her being, her is her
Another story was what she wanted, another path unbeaten
She wants to feel as if she is alive in reality
A reality that has never been for purposes
Unknown to me
To reach through the vines of time and touch nothing
Is a very hard thing to bear
She tried, failed and just keeps on trying
I don't ever want to grow up
Which is one thing
I have to obey
For I am told