*The mind seeks to be
To express its worth
In metaphor and homily
And yet no cloudy day remains alive
Within your mind
As memories grey and overcast
Like a visionary dream once passed
You are awake
And yet your eyes
Are only aware of this present take
On life lived alive
No voice is meant to learn such things
Or to recognize these passing clouds
Which have long since passed you by
No cloud is ever exactly as remembered within your mind*
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 9:44 AM UTC
*The mind seeks to be
To express its worth
In metaphor and homily
And yet no cloudy day remains alive
Within your mind
As memories grey and overcast
Like a visionary dream once passed
You are awake
And yet your eyes
Are only aware of this present take
On life lived alive
No voice is meant to learn such things
Or to recognize these passing clouds
Which have long since passed you by
No cloud is ever exactly as remembered within your mind*
What truth do you find in this? (:
