Timelessness
Timelessness..
I wait...
Waiting for that energetic flow
with which I can just go
and glide
with faith
into
the things I know,
the things I knew,
the new things that I’ll do.
I stare,
at the world just passing by
my window,
trying to make sense of these things that seem so
fragmented
from what’s manifested on the inside;
a growing thing
that’s been
trying to fly.
I keep asking why,
I keep asking why,
and when
I’ll be able to feel at ease with it.
I’m sick of these discomforts;
this anxiety that remains balanced on a scale
of pressing time,
limited years to live by...
I keep asking why,
I keep asking why,
and when
I will finally find a time where my head can rest
and my emotions will be at peace
without
the need to make sense of all of this.
There will always be too much amiss
in this world that was born at
timelessness.
