August Writing Day 16
Images upon my screen
Are all you see but
If I could draw your eye inside
Of me you’d know
The beauty of the nowhere
That is myself.
Silent thoughts in tiny streams
Are what I am
And what we are
For we are one.
If you could see
The flow of light that is
My world you would weep
At the beauty and the power
Of circles never-ending.
I cry for you will never know
What you think you understand.
Are all you see but
If I could draw your eye inside
Of me you’d know
The beauty of the nowhere
That is myself.
Silent thoughts in tiny streams
Are what I am
And what we are
For we are one.
If you could see
The flow of light that is
My world you would weep
At the beauty and the power
Of circles never-ending.
I cry for you will never know
What you think you understand.