Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Lush


time ticks steady times
lying here, this place
seldomly is it planned
waking nights empty space

people speak at us
can they truly see
waiting here late hours
wondering who knows me

morning quickly fades
into days deep, so many
those around us stare
confused to see us again

inside so deeply felt
what we choose to hold close
in this very wakeful moment
all that matters is now

ever so ever we blink
shine stains washed away
stand holding the sun
ever staring lush wonder