I see things
But my heart fear that it might feel dead
So I close my eyes
I plunge into the journey
But behind the lids
I could see me turning away
Trying hard to not reflect
Calling on my reflex
But the question hunts me
What is blue if it is not just a colour?
Or red if not blood?
As I search
I am scared to dive deep
For stumbling on the image of my trueself
That which knows not a thing in all that I know
That which has called right all that is wrong
That which spent a lot of emotions rejoicing in illusions
I opened my eyes!
And tears fell from them.
Friday, 29 August 2008
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Don't be afraid to dive deep. not you. you are true, so true and real.
We are not meant to see the truth behind it all. We have only one choice: to trust. And maybe this is our greatest task.
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