Into sound

I was this

jumping in

steady on in

Grace is change

steady on the way

Wishes are not quite

certainty is a hard thing

its like the feeling of breeze

gone more often then you want

and just enough to make you think

i saw the road on the side of the grass

i had enough time to see nothing was green

i looked out past the feeling of a loveless thing

stepping up and watching them step down is fine

hollows in the oak tree watch the passing of a stream

fractures are not a steady line of remorse, they are tinged

i saw your face and i saw your tears and i saw your reasoning

gone was the flow that carried us there where the feeling strikes

The lightning tells us that our place in this was never too important

i don't care enough to go back to where i started, i just keep walking

though I'm a startling thing and my ribs are low and cracked inside

those things which catch our breath are running out of air for life

i saw the mountains and thought 'i could watch their lives go'

we could hold on to the feeling of the snow in the breeze

i saw the flowers and i knew about the stain that i left

you were not open but you were closed and all right

don't flow too far from the places that you seek

don't feel caged and unloved from me, please

don't flee too far from the spaces i think in

i watched the dirt streaks on our faces

i caught up with the night sky sound

my hand is closed in relief not rage

i left the light to go out into this

i left stars to swim in place

grafting into the ground

i saw my own breath

i laughed at all of it

i laughed out loud

and you woke

into sound