There are many unanswered questions A lot lies in perception We see things as we think we see Until maybe that sight may change As our mind sifts through the times we have been through through the moments we have bore witness to and the future for which we may grow we see the waves and patterns from feelings breathing times of high or low There are so many mysteries of this world some still waiting to show
I just let the words flow What will come out I don't always know