Words, lost in the circle of them
Meaning, and ultimately nothing
Comparing it all away
Numbers making everything nothing
Perfection, in only that filled with imperfection
Elevate, only to knock down
Comparing it up and comparing it down
The greatest comparison where we all truly reside
The timeless, the nameless, the infinite, Love
Apr 20, 2012
Apr 20, 2012 at 3:31 PM UTC
Words, lost in the circle of them
Meaning, and ultimately nothing
Comparing it all away
Numbers making everything nothing
Perfection, in only that filled with imperfection
Elevate, only to knock down
Comparing it up and comparing it down
The greatest comparison where we all truly reside
The timeless, the nameless, the infinite, Love